Rensselaer Semi-Weekly Republican, Volume 19, Number 18, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 5 November 1897 — Page 2

' WAS* barefoot rover. |mL the b\ **"* g<ced iu* (lie workT o? And the St. e ‘ lives forever. K-Ww ‘ n ~ wKf* find dear old days y That the y never sever. ( I’dp* R6 ,' r ,< hAUiits and marts of men, p z .i its joys, moreover, ■ ■fcwt * T ,< Mhd dream one boyish dream J 1 1 trfta a barefoot rover. r ®»e lane, by the rip’ning grain, the meadows again to winder; The willow’d rill beyond the lull, „ To the pickerel pond “down yonder.” To lie in the cool of the shade and dream I My youthful dreams all over, I'd give all the world has doled to me To be a barefoot rover. The bees and birds, the lowing herds, The muddy cattle wallow; The hollow stump where squirrels shink And the nuts in “chipmunk hollow;’ The faint, sweet smell from the ferny dell Where the wild flow'rs used to hover, 'And the woods, and brooks, and secret K nooks , Were mine—a barefoot rover. ■ The chirp of birds, the lowing herds, And the bumble bees' dull droning Is music wall’d from the surging throng With its never ceasing moaning. 'And Ud pass the haunts and marts of men, And its arts and joys, moreover. To lie and dream one boyish dream When I was a barefoot rover. —Chicago "Inter Ocean.

SAVED BY SHABBINESS

MkHE first great ex--’|Lcitemeut of the op\ML cniu S of tlie csvil iMSgi war swept over the country like an irK \ resistible tidal M 7 wave in that memEf 2 ’ orablc year 1861, and I was caught

in the current, though nt college, and with nearly all my class enlisted among the first volunteers. My health not being very robust, instead of receiving orders for field service, I was commissioned to fill a place in a disbursement office. One day I was summoned into the presence of my commanding officer and told I was to accompany Capt. McKey (we will call him) to a certain city for money to pay the troops. The sum was $160,000. We were given particular directions ns to our going and coming. The distance was so great we were obliged to stay over night on the route. A large city was selected and we were advised as to the hotel. When we reached our destination Capt. McKay produced an old black bag for our precious burden. It was not an ordinary old wornoutAiag— such a one as an officer might have used until the gloss was gone and the edges were white. There was no air of ancient respectability about It. Since it was new much time must have elapsed, and heavy wear must have been its portion, judging from the patches which were not of the same kind of ahlny black leather as the primitive article. The Captain carried the bag and 1 watched the Captain. When the numbers traveling admitted of it, I took a seat just behind him; otherwise we sat together. I rather enjoyed hearing the comments of our fellow travelers on the Captain and his bag. One young lady said to her companion: “If that nicelooking captain has a wife she ought to be ashamed of herself for allowing her husband to carry such a furious looking old bag!" A couple of lads returning from school took the seat vacated by the ladles, and after they were settled they commenced to look about them, and one said to the other: “What's that Idler’s rank?'! “Which one?" asked his companion. “The one with the bag?" After studying some lime he replied, “Brevet colonel, I believe." “Brevet jack-a-napes!” exclaimed the first boy. “I believe he's a low-downer, eomething like an ‘orderly’ or an ‘adjutant.’ ” “No, sir-ree, sir; he's a ‘brevet’ of some kind. Didn't we have the explanation of ‘brevet’ the other day in class as a commission which entitles an officer to rank above his pay? Now that feller ranks above his pay, which accounts for bis uniform's being firstclass, for Uncle Sam settles the bills. But his pay does not allow him to have other nice things—like bags and things."

Aside from remarks, we met with no adventure, and reached the hotel where we were to spend the night about 9 in the evening. We had determined to avoid exciting remarks by making unnecessary requirements about our room, so simply asking for a room in the quiet part of the hotel where we could sleep in the morning, we were shown to one of a suite. We realized we had made a mistake in this particular when we were alone, and commenced to make plans for barricading, as the room had three doors to be looked after. “Now what will we do to the windows?” asked Capt. McKay, as we stood in our shirt sleeves, all heated from our exertions of moving a heavy mahogany bedstead without rollers in front of one door, a marble-topped washstand in front of another and a marble-topped bureau (also without casters) In front of the third. I considered myself something of a genius about a house, so I replied cheerfully: “I think I can fix the windows all right.” I took the chairs and the towel rack, some empty pasteboard boxes found in the closet and a bamboo whatnot and erected a pyramid between the windows. My idea was to construct an easily moved something so that anyone trying to enter by the window would give premonitory symptoms by « grand overthrow. The pyramid not •eing high enough, I bethought me of

the window nhades. Ab unfortunate thought, for I lamed my thumb and skinned several fingers trying to get the shades down. But at length we stood in admiring silence beftwe a pyramid that at its base took in both windows and at its summit, by the aid of the rolled ijp shades placed like an “A” to form in apex, reached nearly to the top of the room. We felt safe and retired for the night. I was awakened by thinking a detachment of artillery and an avalanche from the Matterhorn were attempting to enter our windows at,the same time. I gave a leap from the bed to ascertain what was the matter, when I found myself all enveloped in window shades (they having selected that pleasing moment to unwind after having rapped me awake. Capt. McKay assured me that I made use of various strong expressions as I struggled to free myself. After the closest scrutiny, we could discover no .trace of any attempt having been made to enter our roQjn ly th<j windows, but sundry movings about overhead led us to conclude our pyramid had received its overthrow from jars from that quarter. “Morn, waked by the circling hours, with rosy band,” had scarcely unbarred the gates of light when I felt something more vigorous than a “rosy hand” hold of my shoulder, and opening my eyes I saw the Ca Hain's face pale and distracted in fr< it of mine and heard him say in a voice trembling with emotion: “The bag is gone!” “It cannot be!” I cried, springing up in a frenzy of fear. But diligent search could not reveal its hiding place, There stood the heavy mahogany bed before one door, the washstand and bureau before the other two, undisturbed! The dust on the window lecges and sash seemed to prove that no one. not even the chambermaid, had interfered with them for some time.

“Let us get dressed and notify the authorities of our loss,” cried the Captain in a hoarse whisper. Both of us started to obey this suggestion and made such speed as we could, considering our oft-repeated tendencies to stop and search in probable and improbable nooks for the lost. I saw Capt. McKay pulling out the drawer in the bamboo whatnot, large enough to hold a writing pad with a few pencils; while I flew with a boot half-pulled on to search the top shelf In the closet. “I have looked there six times!” the Captain called out. “I shall be forever disgraced," he added with a groan. “And our brave boys, what will they do for their pay!” I said feebly—my imbecility showing itself in my alluding to such a painful view of the subject when the Captain was so overcome. “Do you think I shall allow them to lose a cent?" he asked, almost fiercely. “No, sir! I have SI,OOO in the bank and I'll use every bit of my pay and forfeit my pension to ——” Rap-a-tap—tap, came a summons to open the door, before which the heavy mahogany bed stood as an impenetrable fortification. I, with boot number one on and number two half on, and the Captain, with one arm in his vest, hastened to remove the obstruction with as little noise as possible, feeling we would rather not have It known how much we had barricaded. Several more raps came before we were ready, but at length we opened the door and in the dimness of a dark morning we saw a hall boy with a jug of water in one hand. I toojt the water, while the Captain said in an excited tone: “Boy, run down quickly and tell the hotel clerk to come up here! Why don't you start?” he asked, impatiently... “Yes, I’m going, mister, but fust let me ax ye if this here is yourn?” At that he held up his other hand and there we beheld the old, shabby, but inestimably precious bag! The Captain nearly swooned with joy, while I had presence of mind to tell the boy not to send up the clerk and to give him a sum of money that made him whittle all the way down the hall. The boy explained that ho picked up the bag just outside our door. Then we remembered when the lock of the door had proved refractory, the Captain had set it there, but neither of us had noticed that it was not picked up again. Blessed be shabbiness! we agreed, if it could accomplish the remarkable feat of preserving the sum of $160,000 in the hallway of a hotel so many hours. When the Captain and I had sufficiently recovered from falling on each other's necks and weeping tears of joy over the recovery of our treasure, the Captain said: “I can trust you not to tell this, I am sure, for if you do, and it should’’ reach the General's ears, it would mean the loss of my commission.” That is the reason I have waited until this time before giving the public this episode of the war—Orange Judd Farmer.

Revealed by the Microscope.

A ready means of distinguishing between fresh meat and that which has been frozen, a writer points out, Is furnished by the microscope. A small quantity of the blood or meat juice is examined, and if this Is from fresh flesh numerous red corpuscles normal in color and floating In clear serum are seen; while in the case of blood from flesh that has been preserved by freezing the corpuscles have dissolved In the serum, and not a single normal red corpuscle can be seen. The liquid must be examined before there has been any drying.

Young Indians as Farmers.

Out of 570 Indian boys and girls lately at the Indian Industrial School at Carlisle only 164 are there now. The other 406 are out among the farmers of the State helping to harvest the crops. There Is one thing that gets a man into more trouble than love; carrying a pistol, and looking tor a fight

WOMEN AND HOME

MADE THE BURGLARS FLEE. AS trophies of her recent desperate encounter with a burglar, Miss Ellen Zorn, of New Buffalo, Mich., treasures a sandbag and a set of false whiskers. The marauder got away, but Miss Zorn has photbgraphed on lier mind a good picture of the fellow, and hopes to see the original ere long. She is the daughter of John Zorn, a wtjll-to-do and respected German citizen who resides a short distance outside of New Buffalo.' Miss /ftrn is 24

MISS ELLEN ZORN.

years old, of slight build and full of couragg. She was sleeping alone in the lower part of t henhouse, when she was awakened by a noise upstairs. She quickly arose, and on opening the door, of the room from whence the noise seemed to come ran plump into the arms of a big, black-bearded man. The fellow aimed a blow at her with a sandbag, but she dodged and closed with him. Her first grab, woman like, perhaps, was for his beard, which came away in her hand. The man struck at her repeatedly, but she escaped serious Injury. Meantime she had seized his throat in one hand and the sandbag with the other, choking him so he could hardly breathe. Then he dropped the sandbag, which she seized and proceeded to use vigorously on the unwelcome visitor. Upon this he jumped from a window and escaped. ■ ■ No Opening for Women. Mrs. Emily Crawford, the wellknown Paris correspondent of the London Daily News,. says that there is no opening at all for women journalists in Paris. “The manners of the country,” she says, “are entirely against it. The French press Is at present in the hands of a rough, pushing, scrambling set of men, who guard their own rights most jealously against any Intrusion of women. If a gfrl triedtoforcener way into a Paris newspaper office she would meet with scant courtesy and would be looked upon as an interloper who deserved no mercy.” This Is the Way. The woman who is wondering how she shall “do” her hair to be in tlio latest mode can look at this and be sat-

THE NEW TWIST.

hair on top of their heads, but it has not been exactly successful. It is impossible to adjust a hat at a correct angle with an elaborate high coiffure, and in these busy days a woman who is embroidering by her fireside one minute, scampering down to the grocery next, receiving callers one hour and out on the golf Held the hour after has no time to dress her hair every hour of the day to suit conditions—she wants a style which is at once pretty and which permits of a hat if necessary. New Skirts. There are several varieties of new skirts —one kind is plain in shape, but much fuller in the back than those which have been worn. Trimming is put on either at tlie hem or over the hips. Tailor gowns have barrel-hoop rows of silk braid from the waistband to-a little below the hips, similar rows appearing at the hem. Designs of many kinds, key border patterns, Vs and such are formed with inch-wide silk bi-aid on many of the winter skirts. Wears Masculine Garb. Mme. Dieulafoy, the famous traveler and archaeologist, is one of the two or three women to whom the French Gov. ernment has granted permission to wear masculine garb. She is always as correctly dressed as a London swell, and she and her husband patronize tlie same tailor. . t Secret of Beauty. Probably one of the great secrets of how to be beautiful lies in thoroughly realizing what type nature intended you to be, and then straining every nerve to be as perfect as possible in that particular line. It takes all kinds of people to make up a world and there is no. more certain way of courting fail-

isfied. It is a style just brought out in London, and while it requires a deft hand it is really very easy to accomplish, and the novel way in which the twists are arranged are at once pleasing and becoming. This year there has been an effort to make women wear their

ure than trying* to wrap yourselj down or stretch *yours»lt up to something utterly antagonists? to your natures. The Dutch-d’oil style of woman,. with- * tip-tilted aose anyl pink cheeks, may beperfectly conscious that hers is not thehighest ftxm of beahty; Hut woe betide her if she try-’to make it so by the os-trich-like proceeding of clothing herself in Grecian drapery and wearing a classical fillet in her hair. "lias Twelve UreAamakers. It is well known that the German Empress is aq ideal housekeeper, us wtll as an i'ltal wife and mother. Her dread of Maste goes so far that the suits her elder children are cut tq fit the younger boys, and tier own court dresses are altered again and again, so as not to be recognized when they are worn at any court functions. Yet it is also reported that an army of I twelve dressmakers is always at work for the Empress, and tbqjt ts is increased to over thirty whenever (Jig Empress is about to start on a journey. New gowns would, after all, be less expensive, since the great Berlin artist in dresses who makes the court costumes for her majesty charges only about $75 for making a gown of state. Ugly on the Wheel. As a rule American women are prepared to blindly follow French styles, but most of them hope the day is far distant when they are likely to see their daughters and themselves arrayed in the unsightly plaited bicycle bloomers to be seen daily on the Paris boulevards. They accentuate all the ungraceful lines and the prettiest women look ugly in them. The riders in Paris bend forward at a sharper angle than they do here and this alone renders them ungraceful. It is a matter of wonder that French women are so unattractive on the wheel, as feminine France has always stood for charm and style. The Smelling Salts Expression.

The constant use of smelling salts js said by physicians to ruin the beauty of women addicted to the habit. For the Nursery. The newest convenience for the baby's boudoir is a big-bowled, longhandled spoon of yellow wood. The bowl is a painting of a scene from the land of faries or nursery ditties. The classic cow performing her aerial feat, Simple Simon, Little Boy Blue, Little Nan Etticoat and other familiar personages ornament the bowl, whose curling edges make a frame for the gay little figures. All along the handle of the spoon are placed brass hooks, and when it is fastened to the wall by a larger and more solid hook placed at the back It makes an ornamental and very useful little rack for the children's clothes. Petticoats of Plaid. Each year more care Is bestowed upon the petticoat of silk. This season the most fetching thing in petticoats is the one of plaid silk. The shops are showing most attractive and elaborately made garments of this order. One shown in a leading Broadway dry goods house the other day was of green and black plaid, the bottom haying a deep flounce done in knifepleating cut into points and set up over anotherpleatedflounce of black taffeta. Silk petticoats can be had now In all the fashionable plaids and their cost is in keeping with their elegance. To Remove Tau and Freckles. Soap will not remove tan nor freckles, says the Ladies’ Home Journal. Bathe the face in warm water and dry very carefully with a soft towel. Do not use soap on the face unless absolutely necessary. Never use face powder of any sort— it spoils the skin, by closing the pores. If your child suffers from sunburn, moisten the face at night with cucumber juice. Cut a cucumber lengthwise and rub It on the face, allowing the juice to remain until it dries off; or use a mild solution, of baking soda. Bernhardt’s Hair. Sarah Bernhardt’s hair is naturally of a dark brown and is far from luxuriant. It is, however, stiff and crinkly and now that it Is bleached a reddishgold is picturesque and pretty; this golden aureole, which frames the great actress’ face, is exceedingly becoming, and she did well to refuse to accept the indifferent color conferred on her by nature. Keeb Accounts. Keeping household accounts is an affair, if not a necessity, still of the greatest wisdom, says an exchange. In comparison with the small amount of time and labor which the doing so employs the satisfaction of knowing at the end accounts which will show at once where expenses can be lessened Is entitled to respectful consideration.

PASSING OF LORD FAUNTLEROY.

The Mother Tried to Bte Brave When the Golden Cbblb Fell. The scene was in a UKnth street barber shop and the time was a morning earlier In the week. The “tonsor.tal artist” nearest the door had just called out “Next!” when there-entered a very purity young womam leading by the hand a 4-year-old boy,, with long; gold ea ringlets. He was a manly-looklng little fellow, and his. hair was. >st the shade of the young woman’s, although she looked almost too young, to be his mother. “Are you the mat who-cuA. this little boy's bangs last time?” she asked. “Yas’m; want eni cut ag’Sa?” “No, not this time. I want his hair cut short all over. Aad won't you try to cut each curl off separately, for 1 want tri send some of them out of town, and one to bls grandmother.” She had a pasteboard box in her hand in which to .'take away the gold that was more precious to her than any that has Come from Klondike. She said she wanted the little boy's hair cut. It was probably the lad’s father who wanted it; she had only acquiesced.

Several of the ebony-hued art’sts gathered around to watch, -while the lad took Uis seat in a big chair, as proud hs "Pvpcljj for he was to be Ji “mother’s little Lord Fauntleroy’’ no longer. He smiled, but there was a suspicious tremor about his mother's lips as she took a brush, and for the last time curled his beautiful ringlets about her slim and tapering finger. Snip, snip! went the scissors, and one by one the curls were carefully laid away in the box. Before the last one was gone the young mother was huddled up in the bootblack's chair crying as ifjier heart would break. There was no doubt now that she was the child’s mother. He was a baby no longer. It was much more comfortable for the child, and it was time it was done, and all that, but just the same he would never be'mamma’s little baby again, and she could not see the wealth of falling gold for tears in her eyes. Not a man in the place smiled, and even the “Shine, mister,” seemed to see a bit of pathos in the scene. The barber over in the corner had to stop a moment while the man be was shaving wiped a sudden tear from his own eye. The man, gray-haired and somewhat crusty, was thinking of a lock of gold tucked away in the back of his desk in a busy downtown office, and his memory had gone back to the time when he tucked that strand beneath his blue soldier’s blouse and with musket on his shoulder had started for the front. “Next!”—Washington Star.

Oil to Lay Dust.

The Pennsylvania Railroad Company, It is stated, is about to make the experiment of sprinkling a specially prepared oil its line between Lanhams and Deanewood, on the Baltimore and Potomac Division, hear Washington, as a means of reducing the dust nuisance. The oil is distributed along the roadbed by means of a specially constructed car. The “spreader” is a comparatively simple contrivance r and, with gum hose and pipes, is connected to an ordinary oil tank ear tilled with the oil. The spreading of the oil over the roadbed is accomplished at the rate of about four miles an hour. The spreader is so constructed that not a particle of the oil falls on the rails. This, of course, is a necessary precaution, since it would be impossible for a locomotive to haul Its train were the rails covered with oil. Between 4,000 and 5,000 gallons of oil are required for each mile of double track, and it is said that one application will-allay the dust and dirt for a year. Should the experiment prove satisfactory, it is probable the entire line between AVashington and New York will be sprinkled.

Companions in Misery.

Good Americans who deplore the disappearance of their flag from the high seas are in position to derive such comfort as companionship affords from the predicament of France. There are two French government commissions now wrestling with the problem which have given out preliminary figures, though neither is yet ready with its report. It appears that in 1880 the French sailing vessels occupied a rank immediately after England, with a total of nearly 2,000,000 tons; ten years ago they had fallen to the sixth rank, and ar? now ninth, coming after Russia, Sweden and Greece. As regards the steamships carrying the French flag, notwithstanding the heavy subsidies granted to the great linos, France has fallen from the second rank, which it occupied In 1880, to the fljth.rank, after the English, Germans, Italians' and' Dutch. While the tonnage of the steamships has Increased since 1886 by 57 per cent, in England and 107 pep cent, in Germany, In France it has undergone a contraction of 1 per cent.—New York Evening Sun.

Favored by Fortune.

The following weil-amtllentTea red anecdote furnishes an instance of a person attaining to wealth by what Is called a “lucky" accident: A poor old woman who had long earned her livelihood b.V knitting, one day coming to the end of her ball of worsted, found It wound on a piece of newspaper, which she had the curiosity to read. To her astonishment she discovered it to contain an advertisement respecting herself, as the heir of a large property which, had she been unable to read, she might never have known anything about.

Killing Time by Shooting.

Tom—How can we manage to kill time for an hour or two? Jack—Suppose we patronize the mer-ry-go-round, across the way. ♦ Tom—What for? Jack—That's a good revolver to kill time with. <

PULSE of the PRESS

The Luetgert Trial. The Inetgert jury wisely refused to. to. ♦abldsl» a precedent, for hanging men oa expert testimony.-Mjlw-aukee Sentinel. Mi\ Luetgert's lawyers, will probaly be tnagisnnimous enengh to. refrain from instigating proceedings against tjte court, and prosecution officers.—New. York Journals The disagreesnen-t of the j(wy was an expected outccone of this. sensational case. The evidence- was altogether too circumstantial to make- nn easy finding possible* —Boston Herald. The Luetgert trial should be a warning, lest its laxity and irregularities are followed in other cases until the administration of justice in the United States shall fall into utter contempt.—Boston Transcript., There has never been a more coas-dcur ous and disgusting exhibition, of judicial unfitness and professional trivia ;ty iy. the United States than the Luetgert trial, and that is saying a great deal.—lndians? polia Journal. The failure of the jury hi the Luetgert murder ease to find a verdict is not surprising to anybody in this part of the country. There is actually matter for surprise that an acquittal was not eatered.—New Orleans Picayune. The result is only a repetition of the experience that the courts in all countries, and particularly in the United States, have had where expert testimony is introduced to establish the prosecution or support. the defense.—Philadelphia Times. At present whatever may be the instinctive feeling regarding the guilt or innocence 'of the big sausage maker, impartial judgment can hardly be otherwise than that his guilt was not proven beyond the shadow of a reasonable doubt. —Cleveland Plain Dealer. In the looseness of proceeding, the lack of intelligent and strict direction of the work and the haphazard met boil of securing expert testimony, the Luetgert trial gave peculiar emphasis to the faults of practice in criminal trials.—St. Louis Post-Dispatch. The result of the Luetgert trial is what was generally expected. In a case of this ■kind men hesitate a long while before sending one of their fellows to the gallows on purely circumstantial evidence supported wholly by expert testimony that the layman cannot understand.—St. Louis Republic. The three dissenting jurors are not without justinfmation for their action; In the absence of positive proof that Mrs. Luetgert was really killed, it seems to us unnecessary to advance a.ny discreditable theory of their pertinacious refusal to condemn Luetgert to the gollows.—Rochester (N. Y.) Herald..

PULLMAN'S WILL.

Palace Car Magnate Left Many Be* quests to Charitable Institutions. The will of the late George M. Pullman was tiled in tire probate court at Chicago the other day. Norman B. Ream and Robert T. Lincoln are named as executors, his wife not being appointed because of his wish to relieve her of thy responsibilities of the position. The total value is shown by the petition for a letter of testamentary to be over $7,000,000. Of this amount, $6,800,000 is in personal property and SBOO,OOO in realty. The bulk of the estate goes to the two daughters, Mrs. Frank O. Lowden of Chicago and Mrs. Frank Carolon of San Franciseor wh» received $1,000,000 each, and also a residuary estate. To his widow he left the homestead on Prairie avenue. She is also to receive $50,00Q for the first year and thereafter during her life the income of $1,250,000. “Castle Rest,” on one of the Thousand Islands in the St. Lawrence river, is given to his daughter Florence (Mrs. Lowden), with the furniture, for life. The eighth provision is as follows: “Inns much as neither of my sons has dcvelbped such a .sense of responsibility as in my judgment is requisite to the wise use of large properties and considerable sums of money, I am painfully compelled, as I have explicitly stated to them, to limit my testamentary provisions for their benefit to trusts producing only such income as I have deemed reasonable for their support.” Accordingly the bonds and other securities set aside yield each an annual income of $3,000.” To Royal Henry Pullman, John M. Pullman, Helen Pullman West and Emma Pullman Fluhrcr, brothers and sisters of the deceased, is bequeathed the sum of $50,000 a p'eee. Thirteen Chicago charitable institutions receive SIO,OOO. The sum of $200,000 is given- for the erection of a manual jrjj.tiring school in which is also endowed with $1,200,000. Five of the old employes are given $5,000 each. The household servants get from $250 to SSOO apiece. There are numerous other bequests to relatives ranging from SSOO to $25,000.

GROVER, JR., IS BORN.

Fine Boy Comes to Mr. and Mrs. Cleveland at Princeton. To Grover Cleveland came at noon Thursday ajioy. He was born nt Princeton, N. J.,Mii the white mansion under the oaks in the room where tlie colonial mantel displays its pretty thin cohunnCttes of an exquisite ancient art. The inheir has JUno eyes, hrnr a nist auditings tfiat make huTc-ries soutwl till his sister Marion rolls her eyes in amazement. lie is strong and weighs twelve pounds. There is little else to say, since in him the father and the mother have! their fondest wish realized. Telegrams of congratulation were received without number. Among the first to proffer congratulations by wire were Joseph Jefferson, E. C. Benedict, Secretary Thurber and J. G. Carlisle. Pigeons in the garret of the new cell iouse building at the penitentiary in Jefferson City, Mo., made an unnatural noise tarly on a recent morning. Night Guard (Jordon, growing suspicions, investigated the cause of the commotion and discovered a convict in the net of lowering himself to the ground with a blanket rope. Three other convicts were found in the garret ready to follow. Their presence had alarmed the pigeons. At Mandan, N. D., Andrew Johnson and Oscar Peterson were drowned in th* Missouri while hunting.