Rensselaer Semi-Weekly Republican, Volume 19, Number 8, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 1 October 1897 — Page 3

MUSIC IN CHURCHES.

TALMAGE FAVORS HEARTY CONGREGATIONAL SINGING. The Importance of .Sacred Music and Some of the Obstacles to Its Advancement—A Singing Church Is Always ■a Successful One. Our Weekly Sermon. Hr. Talmage in this discourse rallies the •churches to more hearty congregational singing, and calls upon instruments of to join in the praise of God. The text is 11. Chronicles v. 13, “It came even to pass, as the trumpeters and singers were as one, to make one sound to be lheard in praising and thanking the Lord.” The temple was done. It was the very •chorus of all magnificence and pomp. Splendor crowded against splendor. It was the diamond necklace of the earth. From the huge pillars crowned with leaves and flowers and rows of pomegranate wrought out in burnished metal, ■down even to the tongs and snuffers made out of pure gold, everything was as complete as the God directed architect could make it. It seemed as if a vision from heaven had alighted on the mountains. The day for dedication came. Tradition says .that there were in and around about the temple on that day 200,000 silver trumpets, 40,000 harps, 40,000 timbrels and 200,000 singers. So that all modern demonstrations at Dusseldorf or Boston seem nothing compared with that. As this great sound surged up amid the precious Stones of the temple, it must have seemed like the river of life uashing against the amethyst of the wall of heaven. The sound arose, and God, as if to show that he was well pleased with the music which his children make in all ages, dropped into the midst of the temple a cloud of glory’ so overpowering that the officiating priests were obliged to stop in the midst of the services. The Birth of Music.

There has been much discussion as to where music was born. I think that at the beginning, “when the morning stars sang together and all the sons of God shouted for joy,” the earth heard lhe ■echo. The cloud on which the angels stood to celebrate the creation was the birthplace of song. The stars that glitter at night are only so many keys of celestial pearl on which God’s fingers play the music of the spheres. Inanimate nature is full of God’s stringed and wind instruments. Silence itself —perfect silence —is only a musical rest in God’s great anthem of worship. Wind among the leaves, insect humming in the summer air, the rush of billow upon beach, lhe ocean far out sounding its everlasting psalm, the bobolink on the edge of the forest, the quail whistling up from the grass, are music. While visiting Blackwell’s Island I heard, coming from a window of the lunatic asylum, a very sweet song. It was sung by one who had lost her reason, and I have come to believe that even the deranged and disordered elements of nature would make-music to our ear if we only had acuteness enough to listen. I suppose that even the sounds in nature that are discordant and repulsive make harmony'in God’s ear. You know that you may come so near to an orchestra that the sounds are painful instead of pleasurable, and I think that we stand so near devastating storm and frightful whilwind we cannot hear that which makes to God's ear and the ear of the spirits above us a music as complete as it is tremendous. I propose to speak about sacred music, first showing you its importance and then stating some of the obstacles to its advancement.

Sacred Music. I draw the first argument for the importance of sacred music from the fact that God commanded it. Through Paul he tells us to admonish one another in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, through Eiavid he cries out, “Sing ye to God, all ye kingdoms of the earth.” And there are hundreds of other passages I might name, proving that it is as much a man’s duty to sing as it is his duty to pray. Indeed I think there are more commands in the Bible to sing than there are to pray. God not only asks for the human voice, but for the instruments of music. He asks for the cymbal and the harp and the trumpet. And I suppose that in the last days of the church the harp, the lute, the trumpet and all the instruments of music that have given their chief aid to the theater and bacchanal will be brought by their masters and laid down at the feet of Christ and then sounded in the church’s triumph on her way from suffering into glory. “Praise ye the Lord!” Praise him with your voices. Praise him ■with stringed instruments and with organs. I draw another argument for the importance of this exercise from the impressiveness of the exercise. You know something of what secular music has achieved. You know it has made its impression upon governments, upon laws, upon literature, upon whole generations. One inspiring national air is worth 30,000 men ns a standing army. There comes a time in the battle when one bugle is worth 1,000 muskets. In the earlier part of our civil war the government proposed to economize in bands of music and many of them were sent home, but the generals in the army sent word to Washington: “You are making a very great mistake. We are falling back and falling back. We have not enough music.” I have to 101 l you that no nation of church can afford to severely economize in music.

Why should we rob the programes of worldly gayety when we have so many appropriate songs and tunes composed in our own day, as well as that magnificent inheritance of church psalmody which has come down fragrant with the devotions of other generations—tunes no more worn out than when our great-grandfathers climbed up on them from the church pew to glory? Dear old souls, how they used to sing! And in those days there were certain tunes married to certain hymns, and they have lived in peace a great while, these two old people, and wetjiave no right ■to divorce them. Born as we have been amid this great wealth of church music, augmented by the compositions of artists in our day, we ought not to be tempted out of the sphere of Christian harmony and try to seek unconsecrated sounds. It Is absurd for a millionaire to steal. A Sacred Sons. Many of you are illustrations of what a sacred song can do. Through it you were brought into the kingdom of Jesus Christ. You stood out against the warning and the argument of the. pulpit, but when in the sweet words of Charles Wesley, or John Newton, or Toplady, the love of Jesus was sung to your soul, then you wurrendered, as an armed castle that could not be taken by a host lifts its window to listen to a harp’s trill. There was a Scotch soldier dying in

New Orleans and a Scotch minister came in to give him the consolations of the gospel. The man turned over on his pillow and said, “Don’t talk to me about religion.’" Then the minister began to sing a familiar hymn that was composed by David Dickenson, beginning with the words: “Oh, mother dear, Jerusalem, When shall I come to thee?” He sang it to the tune of Dundee, and everybody in Scotland knows that, and as he began to sing the dying soldier turned over on his pillow and-said to the minister, “Where did you learn that?” “Why,” replied the minister, “my mother taught me that.” “So did mine,” said the dying soldier, and the very foundation of his heart was upturned, and then and there he yielded himself to Christ. Oh, it has an inesistible power! Luther’s sermons have been forgotten, but his Judgment Hymn sings on through the ages and will keep on singing until the blast of the archangel’s trumpet shall bring about that very day which the hymn celebrates. I would to God that you would take these songs of salvation as messages from heaven, for just as certainly as the bird brought food to Elijah by the brook Cherith so these winged harmonies God sent are flying to your soul with the bread of life. Open your mouth and take it, O hungry Elijah! I have also noticed the power of sacred song tc soothe perturbation. You may have ccme in here with a great many worriments and anxieties, yet perhaps in the singing of the first hymn you lost them all. You have read in the Bible of Saul, and how he was sad and angry, and how the boy David came in and played the evil spirit out of him. A Spanish King was melancholy. The windows were all closed. He sat in the darkness. Nothing could bring him forth until Franeli came and discoursed music for three or four days to him. On the fourth day he looked up and wept and rejoiced, and the windows were thrown open, and that which all the splendors of the court could not do the power of song accomplished. If you have anxiety and worrimeuts, try this heavenly charm upon them. Do not sit down on the bank of the hymn, but plunge in, that the devil of care may be brought out of you. It also arouses to action. Do you not know that a singing church is always a triumphant church? If a congregation is silent during the exercises or partially silent, it is the silence of death. If when the hymn is given out you hear the faint hum of here and there a father and mother in Israel, while the vast majority are silent, that minister of Christ who is presiding needs to have a very strong constitution if he does not get the chills. He needs not only the grace of God, but nerves like whalebone. It is amazing how some people with voice enough to discharge all their duties in the world, when they come into the house of God have no voice to discharge this duty. I really believe that ft the church of Christ could rise up and sing as it ought to sing, where we have 100 souls brought into the kingdom of Christ there would be 1,000. How was it in olden time? Cajetan said, “Luther conquered us by his songs.”

Music of Satan. But I must now speak of some of the obstacles in the way of the advancement of this sacred music, and the first is that it has been impressed into the sen-ice of satan. lam far from believing that music ought always to be positively religious. Refined art has opened places where music has been secularized, and lawfully so. The drawing-room, the concert, by the gratification of pure taste and the production of harmless amusement and the improvement of talent, have become very forces in the advancement of our civilization. Music has as much right to laugh in Surrey gardens as it has to pray in St. Paul’s. In the kingdom of nature we have the glad fifing of the wind as well as the long meter psalm of the thunder, but while all this is so, every observer has noticed that this art, which -God intended for the improvement of the ear, and the voice, and the head, and the heart, has often been impressed into the service of error. Tartini, the musical composer, dreamed one night that satan snatched from his hand an instrument and played upon it something very sweet —a dream that has often been fulfilled in our day, the voice and the instruments that ought to have been devoted to Christ captured from the church and applied to the purposes of sin. Another obstacle has been an inordinate fear of criticism. The vast majority of people singing in church never want anybody else to hear them sing. Everybody is waiting for somebody else to do his duty. If we all sang, then the inaccuracies that are evident when only a few sing would be drowned out. God asks you to do as well as you can, and then if you get the wrong pitch or keep wrong time he will forgive any deficiency of the ear and imperfection of the voice. Angels will not laugh if you should lose your place in the musical scale or come in at the close a bar behind. There are three schools of singing, I am told—the German school, the Italian school and the French school of singing. Now, I would like to add a fourth school, and this is the school of Christ. The voice of a contrite, broken heart, although it may not be able to stand human criticism, makes better music to God’s ear than the most artistic performance when the heart is wanting. God calls on the beasts, on the cattle, on the dragons to praise him, and we ought not to be behind the cattle and the dragons.

Let All Sing. Another obstacle in the advancement of this art has been the erroneous notion that this part of the service could be conducted by delegation. Churches have said, “Oh, what an easy time we shall have! The minister will do the preaching and the choir will do the singing, and we will have nothing to do.” And you know as well as I that there are a great multitude of churches all through this land where the people are not expected to sing. The whole work is done by delegation of four or six or ten persons, and the audience are silent.v In such a church in Syracuse an old elder persisted in singing, and so the choir appointed a committee to go and ask the elder if he would not stop. You know that in many churches the choir are expected to do all the singing, and the great mass of the people are expected to be silent, and if you titter your voice you are interfering. In that church they stand, the four, with opera glasses dangling at their side, singing “Rock of Ages, cleft for me,” with the same spirit that the night before on the stage they took their part in the “Grande Duchesse” or “Don Giovanni.” My Christian friends, have we a right to delegate to others the discharge of this duty which God demands of us? Suppose that four wood thrushes propose to do all the singing some bright day when the woods are ringing with bird voices. It is decided that four wood thrushes shall do all the singing of the forest Let all other voices keep silent How beautifully the

four warble! It I* really fine musle. But how long will you keep the forest still? Why, Christ would come into that forest and look up as he looked through the olives, and he would wave his hand and say, “Let ieverything that hath breath praise the Lord,” and, keeping time with the stroke of innumerable wings, there would be 5,000 bird voices leaping into the harmony. I Suppose this delegation of musical performers were tried in heaven. Suppose that four choice spirits should try to do the singing of the upper temple. Hush now, thrones and dominions and principalities! David, be still, though you were the “sweet singer of Israel.” Paul, keep quiet, though you have come to that crown of rejoicing. Richard Baxter, keep still, though this is the “Saints’ Everlasting Rest.” Four spirits now do all the singing, but how long would heaven be quiet? How long? “Halleluiah!” would cry some glorified Methodist from under the altar. “Praise the Lord!” would sing the martyrs from among the thrones. “Thanks be unto God who giveth us the victory!” a great multitude of redeemed spirits would -cry, myriads of voices coming into the harmony and the 144,000 breaking forth into one acclamation. Stop that loud singing! Stop! Oh, no. They cannot hear me. You might as well try to drown, the thunder of the sky, or beat back the roar of the sea, for every soul in heaven has resolved to do its own singing. Alas, that we should have tried on earth that which they cannot do in heaven, and, instead of joining all our voices in the praise of the most high God, delegating perhaps to unconsecrated men and women this most solemn and most delightful service. Spirited Singing. Music ought to rush from the audience like the water from a rock —clear, bright, sparkling. If all the other part of the church service is dull, do not have the music dull. With so many thrilling things to sing about, away with all drawling and stupidity! There is nothing makes me so nervous as to sit in a pulpit and look off on an audience with their lips almost shut, mumbling the praises of God. During my recent absence I preached to a large audience, and all the music they made together did not equal one skylark. People do not sleep at a coronation. Do not let us sleep when we come to a Savior’s crowning. In order to a proper discharge of this duty let us stand up, save as age or weakness or fatigue excuses us. Seated in an easy pew we cannot do this duty half So well as when upright we thrown our whole body into it. Let our song be like an acclamation of victory. You have a right to sing. Do not surrender your prerogative. We want to rouse all our families upon this subject. We want each family of our congregation to be a singing school. Childish petulance, obduracy and intractability would be soothed if we had more singing in the household, and then our little ones would be prepared for the great congregation on Sabbath day, their voices uniting with our voices in the praises of the Lord. After a shower there are scores of streams that come down the mountain side with voices rippling and silvery, pouring into one river and then rolling in united strength to the sea. So I would have all the families in our church send forth the voice of prayer and praise, pouring it into the great tide of public worship that rolls on and on to empty into the great, wide heart of God. Never can we have our church sing as it ought until our families sing as they ought. There will be a great revolution on this subject in all our churches. God will come down by his spirit and rouse up the old hymns and tunes that have not been more than half awake since the time of our grandfathers. The silent pews in the church w’ill break forth into music, and when the conductor takes his place on the Sabbath day there will be a great host of voices rushing into the harmony. My Christian friends, if we have no taste for this service on earth, what will we do in heaven, where they all sing, and sing forever? I woqld that our singing to-day might be like the Saturday night rehearsal for the Sabbath morning in the skies, and we might begin now, by the strength and by the help of God, to discharge a duty which none of us has fully performed. And now what more appropriate thing can I do than to give out the doxology of the heavens, “Unto him who hath loved us and washed us from our sins in his own blood, to him be grory forever!”

ODD NAMES FOR POSTOFFICES.

A Few Startling Specimens Chosen from a Great Number. The nomenclature of the postofflees in the United States is interesting. Every name which fancy, local conditions or patriotism can suggest seems to have been used. Two words are frequently united in spelling, such as “Longplne” in Arkansas and “Bigbug” In Arizona. Florida rejoices In a postoffice at “Bumpnose” and Kentucky in “Jamboree.” “Jlmtown” Is located in three states and in the Indian Territory. For a long time there was only one “Trilby” postoffice. Lately a Florida village of that name has turned up. It is way down towards the St. Sebastian river, in the pineapple country. It has a Svengall square, Little Billee and Taffy streets and Laird lane. “Fool’s Gulch” is a station in Arizona. There are 74 “Beavers” in the Union. Michigan has a town named after its governor, Pingree. There are 10 “Grovers,” one in Cleveland county, N. C. “Gold” is a postal station in California and Pennsylvania, and “Greenback” is in both North Carolina and Tennessee. There are seven offices named “Silver” and one in New Jersey known as “Little Silver.” The south is represented by such names as “Negro,” “Negroarm,” “Negrohead” and “Negrohill.” “Young America” flourishes in Indiana and Minnesota. “Zero” is in Kentucky and lowa, and not in North Dakota. “Head of Grassy” is in Kentucky, “Head of Barren” in Tennessee and “Head of Island” in Louisiana Oregon and West Virginia have utilized the names of “Job,” and “Patience” is found only in Pennsylvania. “Ell” gets there in seven states. “Glp” is in “G” county, Oklahoma. “Grit” flourishes in North Carolina and Wisconsin. “Long” and “Short” are postoffices in different states. “Hat” is in Irwin county, Georgia, and “Coat” In Simpson county, Mississippi. “A. B. C.” appears in Tennessee, “Re” in Texas, “Ka” in West Virginia, “Jolly” in Ohio, “Jollytown” in Pennsylvania, "Girltown” in Alabama and “Goodby” in Indiana.

SUFFERINGS OF GOLD SEEKERS.

Coming of Winter Forces Many to Abandon the Trails. There is terrible suffering on the Sk*guay and Dyea trails in consequence of winter’s setting in. The rainstorm that prevailed there last week was extremely severe upon the gold seekers, who were scattered along the way. The storms have destroyed their provisions and many are left with scarcely enough dry food for another meal and without money to return home. Passengers who'-arrived in Tacoma on the City of Seattle Sundaymorning estimate that there are from 600 to 1,000 men on the two trails who have not the means to purchase tickets back to Puget sound. Their statements are corroborated by letters received by the same steamer. A small number of these men may find work at Skaguay, but for the great majority there will be nothing to do for months. Many of them are poorly equipped to stand the Weather even now prevailing, which ranges from constant rain on the coast to ice and snow on the summit. Skaguay river is a raging stream no longer fordable, and wherever there is any soil, the mud is now knee deep. Men who returned to Skaguay just before the storm found many of their fellows who broke down and wept as they related the story of their misfortunes. An old man named Henshaw and his son had a large outfit two-thirds of the way over Lake Bennett, when their five horses were poisoned by wild parsnips on the meadows beyond the summit of Skaguay trail and died. Henshaw had but a few dollars left, and could neither buy more horses nor pack his outfit to the lake. Early last week the two were in despair, and the storm which followed spoiled their provisions, besides leaving them blockaded. The difficult situation of those at Dyea and Skaguay is emphasized by the fact that those who had enough money to buy passage home on the City- of Seattle consider themselves very lucky, even though they have lost S2OO to SSOO each and forty to sixty days’ work. An immense quantity of provisions has been destroyed by the storms. The men who arrived home say that flour, bacon, beans, apples and dried fruits may be seen scattered along both trails between the eoast and the summit. Two men from California worked hard pnckingJheir outfits over, but at the end of six they gave up on the summit. The rain had already destroyed part of their provisions. Of two dozen men who engaged in the packing business on .the Skaguay trail only George L. Rice made any money. He was there when the rush began and is now running two saloons and gambling places at the summit and at Skaguay. Two men have succeeded in running cables across the Skaguay river Where the bridge was washed out. They are making $45 a day ferrying people across.

BANDITS ROB A TRAIN.

Hold Up a Northern Pacific Passenger Crew in Minnesota. The Northern Pacific passenger from the east was held up and robbed at 2 o’clock Sunday morning about three miles east of Moorhead, Minn. The engine and mail car came in alone and the engineer reported that he had been compelled to leave the rest of the train. The robbery was the coolest piece of criminal work in the history of the valley. Engineer Hooker, just after pulling out of Glyndon, noticed a masked man on the front platform of the mail car. A few moments later the man climbed over the tender of the engine under cover of two revolvers. He compelled the engineer to stop the train, threatening to shoot if he refused. Several minutes afterward three other masked men came to the front end of the train with Conductor Corcoran and a brakeman. All were compelled to mount the engine and Engineer Hooker was ordered to open the throttle. The men with revolvers sat on the end of the tender and with the weapons leveled urged the engineer to increase the speed. Not until the train reached Moorhead was it known to the crew that the engine and mail car had been cut off from the other section of the train. The holdup was not profitable to the robbers. They had evidently, intended to take the express car, but did not cqt deep enough in the train. When a stop was made to secure the plunder the leader of the gang discovered the mistake, and finding that they had left the express car behind, the robbers ordered the mail men out of the car and went through the mail.

BERRIZ ORDERS A SLAUGHTER.

The Spanish Consul Sends Insurgents to Be Killed. Col. Berriz, for whom Evangelina Cossio is in jail, ordered several prisoners to be macheted near Bejucal. Among them is the son of Gen. Diego. Baldomero Acosta, the Cuban leader, is in the field and has not been captured, as was claimed. The story was that Acosta was taken Friday, just as the American steamer Concho was leaving Havana harbor. The police inspector of vessels, undeF orders from the chief of police of Havana, boarded the boat, and, it was claimed, placed the insurgent captain under arrest. Acosta, it was said, entered Havana in disguise last week, suffering from a serious illness. The Cuban captain and his wife were evidently trying to reach the Mexican shore. The story is denied. ■ insurgents entered Luyano, two miles from Havana, captured a number of cattle and sacked several stores. Juano Delgado has attacked-San Antonio Banos, in Havana province, and captured arms, oxen, etc. No resistance was made by the Spaniards. Misses Adaola and Dolores la Peyre, daughters of a respectable family, have been placed under arrest. It is claimed their father is > a member of the insurgent government.

Telegraphic Brevities.

Every business house in the town of Afton, I. T., was destroyed by fire. The loss is over $50,000. Ed Stafflebaek, one of the notorious family of murderers, in jail at Columbus, Kan., has gone stark mad through fear of lynching at the hands of a mob. Mrs. E. J, Jackson, charged with being an accomplice of Dr. G. W. Goddard in the murder of her husband last April, was discharged by the grand jury at Kansas City, Mo. The State Department has been notified that the Colombian Government has suspended the export duty on coffee, which amounted to $1.60 per 110 pounds, and was a war tax. All kite records were broken at Blue Hill observatory, Mass., when the topmost kite of a string of seven, with four miles of wire, attained an altitude of 10,015 feet above the sea level.

SLAIN WHILE THEY SLEEP.

Terrible Tragedy Is Enacted in an lowa Farmer's Home. John Becker, aged 44 years, attended services at the church in Breda, Carroll County, lowa, Sunday afternoon with his wife and eldest daughter, spent the evening brooding over some financial affairs, although wealthy farmer, as farm wealth!goes, and some time in the night shot and killed his ivifr, his six little children and himself. Becker was to help- a neighbor thrash Monday morning, and on not putting in an appearance about 9 o’clock his brother Henry, who lives with the old folks about twenty rods away, went to learn the reason. The doors were locked and there were no signs of life about. He tried to get in the house, but met no response and finally he kicked in the door and found the dead bodies. Becker with his wife and baby slept in a back room, and the three corpses lay on one bed. The wife had been shot in the neck with a shotgun, which stood in the corner. The baby had been shot and its head crushed with the butt of a revolver. The man was still breathing and had a bullet hole high up on the forehead and by his side was a revolver, two chambers empty. Upstairs Henry, aged 8, and Lizzie, aged 6, lay on a bed with bullet holes in their foreheads, the latter dead, the boy still breathing, and in the opposite corner of the same room Caroline, aged 14; Christine, aged 9, and John, 3. were dead, each with a bullet hole in the forehead. The indications are that Becker first dispatched his wife with the shot gun, shooting her in the neck, then used the revolver on the baby, first shooting, then knocking out its brains with the butt. He then went upstairs, where the five children were sleeping, and killed them. He must have used a light, for his aim was effective, each victim being shot in thd forehead. All but two of the children met with Instant death, for the blood clots were under their heads and two lay as calmly reposed as if in sleep. All except Henry, who is not yet dead, were attired in night robes. The murderer had reloaded the weapon while upstairs and evidently sent the second bullet into the oldest girl’s brain just before waving the room. Going downstairs he stretched himself beside the corpse of his wife and shot himself. Becker for over twenty years lived in the same neighborhood, in fact, on the same farm. He was married eleven years ago, and after living a year with his parents moved to the scene of the tragedy, which is almost within hailing distance of the old home. Becker had been regarded as a prosperous farmer, and only recently bought a 200-acre farm a few miles from the old honiestead. Sunday he attended church at Breda with his wife and some of the children. Later in the day he was visited by a neighbor, who says that when he left the Becker home later in the evening they were seemingly a happy family, and there was not an indication of the awful tragedy enacted a few hours later.

OUTDOES KLONDYKE.

A Corporation with $25,000,000 in Capital to Operate Alaskan Mines. A gigantic corporation, which is to be capitalized at $25,000,000 and at the head of which is John Cudahy, the packer, is being organized to develop nearly all ihe gold quartz mines in eastern Alaska which have been discovered up to. this time. The corporation will own properties the present value of which at the lowest estimate is $50,000,000. The prospective value is several times $50,000,000. The organization is an outgrowth of the North American Transportation and

JOHN CUDAHY.

Trading Company, which was incorporated five years ago under the laws of Illinois with a capital stock.pf $450,000. it had two objects—doing business as a common carrier and selling merchandise, and also prospecting for minerals. John Cudahy is the largest individual stockholder, and is understood to control a majority of shares. He has personaly directed all the matters pertaining.to mining. The company has prospected the mountains of eastern Alaska for five years, employing the best experts who could be induce.! to go into that region.

Odds and Ends.

The park commission of Savannah, Ga., is so poor that it has been obliged to refuse to tnake appropriations for the balance of the year. The merchant navy of Russia numbers only 2,870 sailing vessels on foreign seas. The steam merchant fleet on the Baltic numbers but 92. Only one marble statue of the human figure with eyelashes is known. It is one of the gems of the Vatican, the Sleeping Ariadne, and was found in 1503. All the chickens in the western part of French Guiana are perfectly white. It is impossible to find one with a <olored feather. Von Humboldt, the great scientist, when on a visit to Dutch Hazber, near Bristol Bay. predicted that the mother vein of gold would show itself in Alaska in a parallel line. Recent discoveries indicate that this prophecy has been fulfilled. The difference in the length of the cables In the East river bridge, Brooklyn, when the thermometer registers zero and when it registers 100 degrees above is two feet four inches. The difference in the rope which hauls the cars Is seven feet six inches.

INDIANA INCIDENTS.

RECORD OF EVENTS OF THE PAST WEEK. Bank Swindler* Get Nothing from Princeton-Supposed Dead Man Cornea to Life—Porter County Counterfeiter* Caught Fatal Cattle Disease. Bank Swindlers Fail. Bank swindlers tapped a telegraph win between Grayville and Mount Carmel, 111., and sent this message to the People’* National Bank of Princeton: “Please express $950 to David Fisher, Belmont, 111., to-day. We missed train. We will remit. A. E. Fuller, Cashier.” Cashier Wellborn declined to take risks, and wited for verification of the message. The telegraph office at Grayville reported that no telegram of that sort had been filed there, and a decoy parcel was sent to David Fisher at Belmont, 111., in the hope of catching the swindlers. They had taken warning, and escaped without the >950; No Inquest for Him. When William Buckley, of Kokomo, woke up the other morning be raw a long, sharp knife in the air above him. He also felt himself lying on a cold marble slab. Then he gave a yell loud enough to scare the coroner and his assistants into the belief that he was alive. Buckley was found the previous evening lying apparently dead on the sidewalk. Life was pronounced extinct by Health Officer Smith and the body was carried to the morgue, where the coroner and a corps of surgeons came in the morning to perform an autopsy. Buckley wakened and stopped the autopsy. Makers of Bad Money Caught. Major Carter of Indianapolis, Thomas B. Porter and L. L. Gallagher of Chicago, secret service men, assisted by Sheriff Green of Porter County, made one of the most important captures of counterfeiters in years. They arrested Henry A. W. Brown, a photographer of Valparaiso, and Theodore Hansen, a farmer’s boy, capturing the entire outfit for making money, together with sl, $2, and $5 bills of their work. Brown is said to be an anarchist and was intimate with Neebe and Parsons at the time of the Haymarket riots.

All Over the State. The Corbett-Fitzsimmons kinetoscope pictures, booked for Indiana theaters, have called down the wrath of Helen Gougar. The poultry establishment and barn of E. R. Jaques & Son, at Lebanon, were destroyed by fire. Six hundred head of poultry were burned. Unknown persons used dynamite t 6 blow up the warehouses and stables of the Mackey-George Lumber and Mining Company at St. Croix. , The South Bend grand jury has indicted George West for robbing the South Bend National Bank of $15,000. West is now a convict in the Michigan City penitentiary. Hamton McCosky, from Kentucky, attempted to board a train in motion at Jeffersonville and was thrown beneath the wheels, receiving injuries which will prove fatal. The working time of the 500 men in the Vandalia shops at Terre Haute was increased from eight to ten hours a day. This is the first time they have had the ten-hour day since 1893. Frank E. Alexander of Chicago, W. S. Morton of Montpelier, A. L. Aylesworth and Ed Cox of Hartford City, Harley Snyder of Petersburg, William Cox of Indianapolis, and Judge Cox of Peru, formed the Indiana Oil Company, with $50,000 capital. The leaders of the cutters and flatteners who withdrew from the National Window Glass Workers’ Association and the Knights of Labor three weeks ago in a body, issued calls for a national mass conference in Anderson for the purpose of effecting a national organization. Kokomo Division, No. 6, Uniform Rank, Knights of Pythias, has decided to disband and will enter no more drill contests. This famous division held the world’s championship for a number of years,'winning first place at the international tournament at Toronto, Canada, in 1886.

The Ingalls Land Company at Anderson has been placed in the hands of A. F. Bradley, as received on judgments rendered against Arthur B. Grover, the manager, who it is alleged, was transferring his property. The land company owns and covers the town of Ingalls, named after the Big Four president. The Economist Plow Company of South Bend has sold its entire plant and business to the Syracuse, N. Y., Chilled Plow Company. Involved in the change is the assumption of the Economist Company’s buildings by the Singer Manufacturing Company. In losing the big plow concern, South Bend will gain a new industry which will amply compensate for the loss. - Indianapolis has determined to take the initiative in the controversy that is expected to arise with the street car company over the surrender of the streets under the law declaring all street car franchises void after 1901. It has been determined to file an amended complaint in the litigation now pending, asking the court to require the company to show by what right it uses the streets and to enjoin it from such use after Jan. 1, 1901. James B. Wilson, of Indianapolis, editor of the People, who was sentenced to two years in the penitentiary for publishing obscene literature, has been notified by the United States district attorney that he has eighteen months yet to serve. Wilson was convicted i early two years ago, but took an appeal to the United States Supreme Court. Eighteen months passed before the appeal was decided, and he claims his term of imprisonment begun with his sentence and not with his actual incarceration. Fire destroyed the commission and produce establishment of A. Lowenthal & Son, at Evansville. The building was stacked with hides, tallow, feathers, rags and ginseng, and is a total loss. The loss is $50,000; insurance, $21,000. J. E. Gray, Pennsylvania ticket agent at Cambridge City, was assaulted and robbed. Bloodhounds were put on the trail of his assailant, who returned and gave himself up. He is Will Knox, colored. Sheriff Larsh has arrested Will Gray and Will Murphy on a charge of being implicated with Knox in the assault and robbery.