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VOL. 27—NO. 39.

ON THE QUI VIVE.

Governor Mount has "fixed" the Gordian —police commissionership—knot that has practically defied him here inTerre Haute. Being unable to untie it, although he asked the help of a committee of Terre Haute citizens, without success, he, like Alexander of old, cut the knot. He did not, however, use a sword like Aleck to do the cutting. He employed an axe, and it was a keen cutter, too. The appointments announced last Monday night were John Barbazette and Orville E. Raidy, Republicans, and Judge Sydney B. Davis, Democrat. It is well known that the appointment of Raidy and Jenkins had practically decided upon until a committee consisting of prominent Republican workers called on the governor on that day and insist&l on the appointment of Barbazette. That changed the governor's mind, and later he announced the board. To the committee that visited him Mr. Mount read a mild dissertation on the enforcement of the law as he expected it here in Terre Haute, which met with the full indorsement of the committee. The new commissioners are well known here in Terre haute. Mr. Barbazette has for many years had charge ot the distillery cattle pens, and has always been a prominent worker in the Republican cause. In 1894 he was a candidate for sheriff, but was defeated before the convention. Mr. Raidy was never very prominent in politics until the last campaign, when he took an active part in the railroad sound -money club. The appointment is understood to be a recognition of the railroad element. Judge Davis, who is a relative of the goveruor, has been prominent as a Democrat for many years, and is an able lawyer. The appointments give general satisfaction to all those who wen't for the "other fellows," which would probably have been true no matter who had been named.

The new board met on Thursday and selected Captain Charles E. Hyland as superintendent and William E. Dwyer as secretary and property clerk. The new superintendent has been on the police force for many years, and has a reputation for obeying orders. He was a member of the city metropolitan force in 1891, when the Democratic legislature, in order to get control of the police force, passed the state metropolitan law, which is practically the one in force now. The city council, which then controlled the force through three commissioners, fought the bill to the last ditch, but was defeated. When the new state metropolitan board took charge of the force vt'ry suddenly one" Saturday night in March, 1891, practically in defiance of an injunction granted by the Superior court, one of their first appointments was that of Hyland as captain, a po.sition he has held ever since. A great many Republicans who knew that when the Democrats controlled the board, as they have done for six years, the Superintendent and secretary were Democrats, are finding fault with the present board for retaining Secretary Dwyer in that capacity. They are unreasonable, however, as can readily be explained. There were only about seven or eight thousand Republican voters in Terre Haute last fall, and after a careful examination of the entire list, including those ou the police force, the Republican commissioners were unable to find a Republican qualified to fill the place, and they therefore retained the Democratic incumbent.

No other appointments have been made thus far, owing to the absence of Commissioner Raidy from the city. It is said that the board will meet again on Monday and take up the applications for positions, which are numerous.\ A great fight is being made for the retention of ex-Super-intendent Meagher on the force as sergeant, and a remarkable petition has been prepared in his favor, signed by nearly all the prominent business and professional men in the city, nearly all the office holders, both city and county, Democrats and Republicans, and it is almost sure that the petition will carry weight enough to secure the appointment of Meagher. It, is rumored that several other members of the department, would like to receive the promotion that has been given out as the policy of the department in the election of superintendent- and retention of the secretary. but their claims have apparently been sidetracked in the interest of the Meagher candidacy. They have been solicited to sign the petition, and it is understood that this has been generally done. If any of these prospective candidates for promotion should refuse to sign the petition. it will be Interesting to note whether they will have all the necessaty qualifications to keep their places on the department under the new rules and regulations to be adopted.

The new board has thus far issued no new orders regarding the enforcement of the law. They are probably waiting to get their instructions from Rev. Hickman, who is to deliver them an address at the First Methodist church tomorrow night, previous to the regular services. It is interesting to read from the files of The Mail under date of March 21. ISM, the record of the proceedings of the first metropolitan l*«rd, consisting of Jacob D. Karly, Jacob C. Kolsom and James M. Sankey, when it took hold: "On Thursday night at roll call the member* of the force were instructed by Chief Meagher to see that the saloon* ckwcd up each night at eleven o'clock, and remain closed until five in the morning: to enforce the law in regard to Sunday closing: that they must allow no gambling in public places, and see that no

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minors loaf in saloons or play billiards or pool, and to abolish loafing on the street corners."

If the stockholders don't go back on the directors of the Terre Haute House company, or some of the directors don't "fluke" on themselves, that company will build a^ theater on the vacant lot in the rear of the hotel this summer, and work will begin on it in a short time. This was decided upon at a meeting last Sunday morning, and a meeting of the stockholders will be held next Tuesday night to either ratify or reject the decision of the directors. This determination has been agreed upon before, but some of the directors have changed their minds, and for that reason nothing has been done. This time it looks as if the theater might materialize. If it does the work will be rushed to such an extent that the theater will be open and ready for business for the fall season.

There are no new developments in the collectorship postofflce fight thus far. Judge Henry was suddenly called to Washington on Thursday, and interviewed Senator Fairbanks and Congressman Faris yesterday, but the result of the visit has not yet been announced. It is the general opinion here that he will get the collectorship, but Mr. Filbeck, with the determination that has alway3 nwked his career, refuses absolutely to concede that there is any show for Judge Henry until he, Filbeck, agrees in writing to the appointment. This he says he will never do. In the triangular fight between Messrs. Ford, Allen and Benjamin for the postofflce, it is a guess as guess can in picking the winner. Meanwhile Harmony with a gay and robust exterior is roaming around this section of the country seeking whom he may enchant.

MODERN PHILOSOPHY.

No man likes babies naturally. You have to learn to, like you eat olives. The reason why there is no trouble in heaven between the women angels is be cause they all belong to the choir.

If women looked like fashion plates, the men would all committ suicide. As soon as a man is pretty sure there won't be any more snow to shovel, he has to begin to cut the grass.

Women seem to think that husbands never have any need to reform their wives. When a man hears another man insinuate that he smokes cheap cigars he gets just as resentful as a woman does when another woman hints that her complexion isn't genuine.

When yorr see a girl on-the Street'car with a music roll with closed ends, it generally contains an old newspaper or her lunch.

With most men marriage is the means and the woman is the end, but with most women the man is means and the marriage is the end.

A woman does the most flirting before she gets married and a man does the most afterward.

The woman who carries a volume of Emerson in the street oar is generally the one who reads herself to sleep with one of Oulda's novels.

A woman always judges a man by his voice and a man judges him by his necktie. When the devil sneaked into the Garden of Eden he had the plans for a flat house In his pocket.

No man has any call to criticize his second wife for offering him a warmedover dinner.

A man never really feels that he is getting blase till he thinks of when he lived in a small town and used to go to all the fires.

It seems strange to think that a cow doesn't know any more about politics than a woman.

When the snake first saw Eve in the garden he winked at Adam. The small boy may belong to the rising generation, but his mother feels inclined to doubt it, sometimes, when she is trying to get hi out of bed in time for breakfast.

The average old maid has an idea that posing for an artist means exposing, as a general thing.

It is a mean girl who won't pull down the parlor shades when she gets an evening call from the young man who has been paying attention all along to the girl who lives directly across the street.

The man who sitsdown frequently in the evening to read a book of poems seldom has a very impressive bank account.

The business man who has to send outto the stationer's to get a blank note, when he asks for credit, is generally a safer man to trust than the man who takes one from a pigeonhole up above his desk.

Most people enjoy ice cream, but comparatively few people enjoy free*iugitThe man who never made a mistake must have led an idle life.

The average man has to keep hens along time before he can make his hens keep 1 him.

If everybody should tell everybody else exactly what be or she thought of him or her. how painfully few friendships would survive the shock!

Even the man who believes firmly In the thirteen superstition seldom refuses to accept thirteen for a dosen. when he gets a chance.

The wise young man does not waste com-! pliments on pretty girls, who are accus-! tomed to them, bat saves them for the plain girls, who appreciate them because of their rarity.

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MAN ABOUT TOWN.

One day this week a Terre Haute man was going east on the Vandalia road. He was aboard the accommodation train leaving this city at 7:15 a. m.. and was talking to the big conductor. They were looking out of a window at the flying landscape when the conductor broke into the following vigorous criticism of the way farmers carry on their business: "There is no denying the fact," he said, "that farmers are lazy. They do not know what strict attention to business means. Of course they are hard worked during a few months of the year, but they spend the rest of their time in comparative idleness. They utterly fail to take advantage of a great opportunity that they might turn to important account. Look at the stumps in those fields! Why doesn't that man get a move on him and clear those obstructions away? What excuse is there for his allowing his farm be marred and its productive capacity reduced by stumps? Look at the logs scattered about in that pasture? Do you see those heaps of brush and piles of rubbish? Do you mean to tell me that the owner of that farm is living up to his chance of getting on

The conductor paused for a few minutes in his running fire upon the farmers and then started in anew: "If one of those grangers had to work like a railroad man, he would roar like a lion. Supposing they would go it day after day, like we do—always on duty, always busy, always making the most of every minute of time. Do you suppose their farms would be filled with stumps and heaped with logs and rubbish? I think not. The farmers complain of hard times. They do more wailing than all the other people in the country. Stump speakers make pleas for them. We are all led to believe that they deserve our sympathy. I tell you the farmer has as good a chance as any other man in the Union and afar better chance than most of us He has more liberty in one year than a railroad man enjoys during the tfhole course of his life.

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There is an ordinance in this city" which provides that a cyclist shall not get too gay. It orders him to keep his speed inside of eight miles an hour and never under any circumstances to desert the street for the sidewalk. This ordinance is obeyed by some riders, but not by all of them. The scorchers have already begun to burn the atmosphere and the sidewalk fiends are also in evidetioe. They are courting trouble and thereitf not the least doubt about it* If fcher^^ Wiy form of law-bre*fein|f tfitrc riles tlfe^mrragecithrtsn who does not a ride wheel it is iaw-break-ing by someone who does ride a wheel. Brother bicyclists have great tolerance for one another's irregularities. But the man who does not own a wheel, never rode one and knows nothing of its delights looks upon an iudulger in the frivolity of bicycling as at once a mental weakling and a public nuisance. So the wheelmen may as well understand that hostile eyes are upon them and that violations of the law will very likely be followed by the proper prosecutions.

It is recalled that last year a bicyclist who had an abiding preference for the sidewalk met with an unexpected obstruction. He had been observed by a certain citizen always leaving the street when a short distance from Main and out of the sight of officers and proceeding with much com posure along the way reserved for pedestrians. "I'll get that fellow sometime," remarked the citizen.

One night the latter was on his way hoftie when he saw the bicyclist approaching. The rider was on the sidewalk, as usual, and when he was about to pass the man who was walking the latter seized him, threw him from his wheel and lifting the machine into the air hurled into the middle of the adjoining yard. It was an astonishing performance undoubtedly and the wheelman was dumb-founded, He was scared, humiliated and angered. "What the devil do you mean?" he exclaimed. '•Business,'' was the stiff reply. "Are you guardian of this part of town?" inquired the unsaddled rider, glaring. "To this extent." replied the self-consti-tuted avenger of an outraged municipality, "that if I ever catch you riding on these sidewalks again I will not stop with throwing your wheel over the fence. I will fire you over after it."

There was a sufficient quantity of "beef" back of this ultimatum and it stood.

All the civilizing and refining influences of the present day will not render a boy too delicate to enjoy prise fight news. Recently Mr. and Mrs. Charles Conn, formerly of this city but now of Chicago, paid a visit to friends heiNe and left their little boy in Chicago. The youngster is just about big enough to read with considerable ease. He has not been instructed in the ways of the pugilists and does not know a great deal about them, bnt the fight between the Hon. Robert Fitssimmons and Col. James J. Corbett enlisted all his sympathies and probably gave him a greater familiarity with newspaper literature than he had ever had before. It appears that the young man was not so busy with his studies in Chicago as to miss any of the news and gossip about Prof. Dan Stuart's scientific exhibition of systematic brutality at Carson City. This fn is nf tested by a letter that came from i.-e by) to his mamma. The Man About Town regrets that the letter cannot be reproduced here verbatim, bnt an quotation from it will serve to nvcsl liw

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nature of its contents. It ran something like this: "Dear mamma: Have you heard about the big fight at Carson City? Mr. Corbett is going to fight a man by the name of Mr. Fitzsimmons. They are both very strong, I guess. Wish you were here to help me read about it. But I am saving all the papers and you can see them when you come home. Please hurry."

The M. A. T. is not authorized to say so, atyl admits that he may grieviously err in making the statement, but he ventures to declare that the boy's mamma knew a few tilings about the fight before she got home to be enlightened by her tiny amateur sport.

The theosophists are making a great stir in this country at present, a fact that reminds the M. A. T. of a person who used to be seen frequently in this city and who was a disciple of that vague and esoteric doctrine. His name was Pat O'Neil and he was a reporter. He was also a coal digger. He worked in the mines at Coxville and at Fontanet. Later he was employed at the shaft of Mr. Larimer, across the river. Pat worked several months for the Indianapolis Sentinel and did some very fine feature writing for that paper. He married a Marshall, 111, woman and drifted away to Kansas, where he settled down and seems to have leaped into effectual obscurity.

Pat O'Neil was a genius. Pat O'Neil, if he lives, is a genius. In the opinion of the writer, there has never been a more imaginative or eloquent man in the state of Indiana. But he was rudderless. His gifts pointed him to nothing. A casual suggestion would cause him to glow with enthusiasm and to forget plans that he might have spent weeks in formulating. He was a child, a precocous, wayward, blundering boy. His mental endowments were of tropic richness. He was a poet. Nothing sweeter than his "Tangled Skeins of Starlight" has ever appeared in a Terre Haute newspaper. It was singularly delicate and ingenious, full of tenderness, color and music, yet Pat was in it—Pat the mys^c, Pat the dreamer, Pat the unknown quality.

Jtjqay seem strange to some people that this man was content to dig coal while possessing mental attributes of so striking a character, but he was. He said he would as soon dig coal as do anything else, He was ambitious at times to make the world take an interest in him, but the ambition did not last many hours, probably not many minutes. He did not have an opportunity to display his superior wealth of imagination daring his connection with

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pajperts by tio means known asadevefope: of the poetic in those who make it. Pat was only at his best when unreined. His fancy lost its light under any canopy of restraint. It must be in* the open, under a free 3ky and with every environment eloquent of liberty.

Pat was a theosophist. He was saturated with oriental nonsense of all kinds. In his younger days he had been a sailor—indeed, he was born at sea and all his brothers were jacktars—and no part of the globe had escaped him. He had been everywhere and always with his alert, capacious mind. Asiatic mysticism had appealed to him with great power, as might be expected, and he had studied Buddhism for nearly two years in the lamaseries of Thibet. Many and startling were the stories that Pat told his intimate friends of what he had seen in that land of advanced and highly refined thinking. He claimed to have witnessed with his own eyes the suspension of natural law by the priests and the spectacle of mind absolutely triumphant over all physical limitations. He had seen a priest walk through a marble column as if it had been thin air, and many other like marvels had he personally known to have been enacted. Pat once or twice, in the company of a few friends, attempted a sort of theosophic seance himself, but it is not reported that his undertakings were attended by any suspensions of natural law, great or small.

BASE BALL.

The Xew Team Here—A Game Between the Regulars and Reserves. Jerry Hughes will not umpire tomorrow, as he did in the accompanying cut, which was made from a photograph taken of him when umpiring a game between the Fasts and the Slows last season, but Jerry will bi there tomorrow. and so will a great many other "fans," who are interested in the new team, and anxious to see it in preliminary work. The teams tomorrow will be arranged as follows:

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Weaver..... ......Catcher ... Klause f....Nation Price I .. Dillon Hughes... .......Pitchers ..,..1 cox Russell ... t.O'Connell Morrison..... First Base ....Shea 8 as or Ireland.. Tl. I Base Horsely Lanes ford Shortstop Bateman ..Left Field. Ojrden. .Wood Ar^' -itTong.-...Center Field Lambert

Jfanf Bight Field* Ellis The schedule committee of the Central League met in this city last Sunday and arranged a schedule for the coming season, which gives Terre Haute the opening game with Washington, the latter part of May, the exact date having been left open. It *lao give* the local team a number of Sunday games with onr hated rivals, Evansville, and the old-time rivalry between these teams seems about to be revived

Frank Parks, city editor of the Express, lifts been appointed official scorer of the new club, a good appointment.

ABOUT WOMEN.

If you have ever tried to write a modern romance, one of the spicy sort, in which the heroes are not all noble youths, and the heroines not fair damsels, but rather mismarried females seeking their true affinities, you will know what a hindrance to romance children are, writes Mrs. Juliet V. Strauss, in the Rockville Tribune. One can get up a great deal of sympathy for a young and pretty woman whose husband neglects her, as most husbands do, and who is tempted to yield to the pleadings of a true lover, who promises eternal devotion if she will fly with him, always supposing the flight is not hampered by one or more infants. We can't tolerate the mother if she runs off and leaves the child, and the elopement is grotesque if she undertakes to carry it along, so, taking things altogether, we must leave the children out when we write our novels. There is a deep moral in this fact, and innocent childfacea have saved more women's souls than the world dreams of. No one is quicker to resent an indiscretion on the part of a parent than a little child. In its innocent eyes mother and father are deities, and the man or woman who can withstand a reproof from child eyes is indeed lost. The old may argue and admonish and we shrug our shoulders contemptuously., if the advice is distasteful, but let one's own child show in its eloquent little face a doubt as to a parent's honest intention, and if it fails to win him back into the straight and narrow path, hang up philosophy and give over supplication, for the man is gone.

It has come lately to be thought rather stupid to be just simply a good mother. Our new womanhood seems to be a little impatient of that duty. And yet, when one comes to think of it, there is no nobler mission than that which lies between the four walls of every house where children live. There is in everybody a desire to do something in the world, and it has been preached by a certain class of writers and talkers that we must get out into the world and splash about so as to get people to talking and noticing what you are doing. Now the very evil of the age is that everybody is trying to do just the same thing right now. Everybody wants to be prominent. You must have your own little boom, either as a society woman or a church woman, or a literary woman, or a club woman, or goodness knows what else, .besides just a quiet home woman, such as the world needs worse than it needs anything else just now. I recently heard a prominent Indiana woman' say that .women are refusing to become mothers be-

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dren into it.' Stuff an'tfnbnseijse! Women are refusing to become mothers because children area drag on their social life because children would necessarily keep them at home, and because children are not fashionable. We dtem things cares in these days that were once considered pleasant duties. Life has assumed a more mechanical aspect and we resent anything that cannot be brought about by simply touching a button. The proper care of children cannot be given in this way, but requires from the mother a sacrifice of her own life in a certain degree. This sacrifice is in the interest of her own progeny of her own country of the truer civilization of the whole human race.

Blessed is she who understands and is not working in the dark, uncertain of her high calling and held to it only by a blind instinct, which, true as it is, is sometimes perverted by a false philosophy.

Our grandmothers and great-grand-mothers, and grandmothers still greater, spun and wove and knit and patched and darned and mended. Every garment was altered and turned and eked out with additions to adapt it to still other needs. In the scarcity of material all this painstaking work was necessary to the comfort of the family, says a writer in Harper's Bazar. This was the true saving and economical age, say its praisers. Then lived women really thrifty.

But machinery, labor-saving utensils, short-cuts in work, and newer ideas of living changed all this. Women took time to think out new ways of beautifying their homes and adorning tbeir families. They still saved and economized in small ways to produce the best results with limited means. Cozier homes, better clothes, and more comfortable living were attained. The most economical woman was she who got the best value in coats for the lowest price, not she who patched a coat to last the longest time. The manager, not the mender, was the thrifty woman.

And, behold! the kaleidoscope ot the times has turned again, and anew ideal ot thrift is presented to us. Social economy, keeping pace with enlarged opportunities and greater wealth, tells us that the right way is to spend and use, instead of to save, our means and material. The best economy refuses to hoard, but aims to distribute wealth and opportunities among all. We are to plan and scheme to spend, for only this is true humanitarianism.

Keeping step with this idea, and right In line with it, is the thought of the modern thrifty woman that her duty has become to make more material, rather than to save what she already has. She employs another woman to do the work she does not care to do, and takes np a more congenial task, thereby getting the money to pay the woman she employs. So she is not a producer only, but has made two workers where before there was bnt one, and that one unpaid. And "surely she who accomplishes this feat is as great a helper to humanity as the "two-blades-of-grass" creator could be.

This is the most modern thrift. It seeks

to create paid work, and so comfort, for all. It promotes congenial employment. It helps each worker to find a place in the working world. And in pursuit of these things it no longer seeks to save the old in ideas or materials, but continually drops it to give place to the new.

But still, so fast has become the pace, so far ahead mentally we can now see our actual achievements, that there are still left some of the old style of thrifty folks, exclaiming, lamenting, and wistfully wondering "what will be the end o'ut!"

OBITUARY.

MISS CORA M. BAlTKftMKISTEK.

Miss Cora Marie Bauertneister, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Charles Bauermeister, died at the family residence at Fifth and Chestnut streets, yesterday afternoon, of tuberculosis. Barely seventeen years of age, when life seems more full of hope and promise than at any other period, with loving friends, with all that wealth and culture and social position could offer to render her life a happy one, she was called away. Up to three years ago she had experienced perfect health. She was a bright student, and as her ailment secluded her more or less from her young friends, she spent much of her time with books. On the first of last September she matriculated st Downer college, Milwaukee, with the prospect of a brilliant collegiate course before her. But tuberculosis had its hold on her, and at Christmas she decided that she must return home and trust to the nursing of loved ones bring her once more to health and -strength. On the 8th of January her father took her to Chicago, where an eminent specialist performed an operation on her throat. For some time she seemed to improve, and the hope was that she would ultimately recover. But it was not to be so. A few days ago a return of the enemy came, more Infcidious than before. She seemed to realize* the coming of the grim messenger and jgesigned herself camly to the inevitable? She diad peacefully, as she had lived. She was a member of the Congregational church and an active Sunday sohool worker.

The funeral services will take place Monday afternoon at 3:80 and the interment at Highland Lawn cemetery.

Tuft difference between President McKinley and ex-President Cleveland was never better emphasized than in a little circumstance that occurred in Washington this week, as reported by Wm. E. Curtis, the Washington correspondent of the Chicago Record. It seems that Mrs. Sheridan, widow of General PbfHp Sheridan who j?as one of the best and bravest

Phil" Jr.,.appointed to West Point, from which his father graduated with distinction, to serve his country faithfully and well. She asked President Cleveland to appoint him, but was repulsed, and had about given up all hope of having her dearest wish realized, when she received a letter from President McKinley, asking her to call at the White House at her earliest convenience. Mr. Curtis, in his letter, tells the story of the meeting this week between herself and the exsoldier who now completely fills the presidential chair. He told her that he had heard of her desire to have "Little Phil," who is now 17 years old, appointed to a cadetship at West Point. Mrs. Sheridan replied that it was the great dream of her life, and that she had asked President Cleveland to appoint him, but he had declined to do so, and she was about giving up hope. "I wouldn't be discouraged if I were you," responded the president. "I sent for you in order that I might have the pleasure of telling you myself that I have already signed his appointment, and to suggest that he ought to be preparing for his examinations in June." Mrs. Sheridan murmured her thanks the best she could, but was almost overcome with mingled surprise and gratitude. President McKinley was a brave soldier in the war to preserve the union. Mr. Cleveland was numbered among the noble stay-at-homes who put in their time nowadays in reviling the pension list, which recognizes and rewards those who braved their lives for their country. One was willing and anxious to pay his tribute to the memory of a brave soldier, through a son. The other refused to do so. Could the difference between William McKinley and Grover Cleveland be more strongly tol'l than in the mere recital of these circumstances.

A50THEK fake insurance society, promising something for nothing, has gone to the wall in Indianapolis, and hundreds of persons who placed tbeir money in it because it promised to pay big returns will get nothing for their investment. The people seem to be always anxious and willing to be gulled, and if it isn't the Iron Hall, or Order of Equity, It is something else equally as high in name and prolific in promises. Reliable Insurance costs money, whether it be in some reputable fraternal organization, or in an old line company, and it seems strange that people will rely on the promises of fly-by-night concerns like the one that has just collapsed. The same persons who were caught in this last failure will be on the outlook in a short time for some other company that holds out as flattering inducements as this one. Experience is a dear school, but its lessons are not always understood or appreciated.

Licensed to Wed.

Wm. Otterback and Julia Leek. Wm. R. Mann and Lottie 8. Harper. John Joslin and Eliza E. (tassell. Wm. E. Bark and Mabel Martin. Frank B. Case and Rosa Z. Griffith. Wm. D. Kirby Aid Agnes King. Curtis A. Weiser and May Stevenson. Leonard II. Holston and Isabella Beece.

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