Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 29, Number 13, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 24 September 1898 — Page 1

ON THE QUI VIVE.

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The unduly virtuous police commissioners made a swoop on Gustave Nicolai, the saloon keeper, on Tuesday, and arrested his penny slot machines. A guard was placed over the machines, and Mr. Nicolai was threatened with all the penalties due a violator of the law because his slot machines were running, in violation of an order of the more than immaculate police commissioners. While the slot machines were under process of arrest it was possible to walk into a number of Main street saloons and indulge in a game of stud poker or faro, without molestation on the part of the police force or the worthy commissioners. Stud poker and faro, as well as hieronymus, have been very popular games here during the past week, and many persons who do not know what

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motives animate the police commissioners are unable to understand why they will arrest a number of innocent slot machines and still permit stud poker, hieronymus, and faro to go. A great hurrah was made about the Nicolai case, but it is to be noticed that when the time came for the prosecution of the cases against him for running slot machines, they were dismissed. Somebody has asked Q. V. why this is, but he is unable to answer. He is not "next" to the police commissioners. They seem to be "next" to themselves, and can probably answer this question themselves. Perhaps an answer could be obtained by sending this kind of a letter to them: 'Hon. S. B. Davis, O. E. Raidy and John

Barbazette, Police Commissioners: "Gentlemen:—Can you tell a citizen why one citizen is arrested for running a slot machine when other citizens are permitted to run faro games, stud poker and hieronymus without molestation. And why was the owner of the slot machine not prosecuted, and why were the cases against him dismissed, when such a great hullabalo was made about his arrest? By kindly answering these questions you will be considerate of other citizens, and can charge the postage up to the police department."

Is there any man with a grain of sense that will believe that the police commissioners, or any one of them would deign to answer such a letter. If any citizen would write a letter like that to either of the police commissioners, the recipient of the letter would immediately send an officer to the party whose name was signed and require him to make an affidavit as to his knowledge of such games being coducted here in violation of the law. It seems very strange that officers of the police department, under the direct orders of these police commissioners, can discover that slot machines are being conducted in direct violation of the law, while they can not discover that other games, in more direct violation, are being conducted. If there is a reason, Q. V. would be glad to know of it. What is the reason? Will any one who can tell, tell? Hardly!

A very small "proportion of the many hundreds of Republicans who voted for Frank Borgstrom for city treasurer last spring understand why the Republicans in the council attempted to dictate to him as to who should be his deputy, to keep •his lKoks, and otherwise to be his confidential man. They do not understand why a man who a few months ago demosutrated his strength before the people, whose ability and honesty have never been questioned, who has given a bond for four hundred thousand dollars as a guarantee that his offke will be honestly conducted, should be dictated to by Republican couneilmen as to his appointment, when the appointee is one whose Republicanism is unquestioned and whose ability has been established. Well, here is the reason, for the benefit of those who have not understood:

No. .. TKHUK HAUTK. I NIX, Sept. T, 1898. CASH IKK MrKKF.X'S BANK. Pay to F. T. Borgstrom, Treas.. .or Order Thirty Thousand Dollars. *80,000.00. F. T. BOIW*TKOM, Treas. tOeposited for twenty-five years or more with the Mo Keen's, and wlt harnvtn for deposit with the Vljfo County National Batik.)

No. .. TKRKK H.WTK, 1NI., Sept. 7, 1888. CASHIER McKKEK'S BANK. Pay to F. T. Borgstrom. Treas...or Order Twenty Thousand Dollars $20,000.00. F. T. BOWJSTHOM, Tmu».

(Deposited for twenty-five years or more .wtt-h the McKeen's. and withdrawn for deposit with the First National Dank.)

Mr. Borgstrom withdrew his communication Tuesday night, and the matter Is now not before the council. At a CAUCUS of the Republicans, held jnst before the council met, seven Ho publicans voted against confirming Mr. Borgstrom's ap-pointment-Blood not being presentwhile Weeks, of the First ward, was the only man who would vote for the appointment.

But once before to the history of the city offices, since the war, at least, has an attempt been made by the council to say to an elected officer who should or should not be his deputy. This was when Kogenc Debs was elected city clerk the first time. He appointed "Aleck- Mullen, a good fellow, as his deputy, his salary being paid by the city. Some of the councilmcn wwr* disappointed ause their favorite waa not appointed deputy, and they wfu$ed to approve the appointment. Mr. Debt stood on his dignity and bis right*, •aid that as be had given bond for the

proper performance of the duties of his office, he did not propose that even the council should dictate to him aa to his appointment, and insisted that Mullen should be in the office with him. He won out, of course, and Mullen stayed there as long as his principal wanted him.

The Republican campaign Is novrfrnpposed to be opened in this county. Chairman Hernley came over from anapolis last Monday and opened it in good order and with the utmost harmony, the latter being spelled with a big H. The first Harmony (with a big H) meeting was called for Republican headquarters, but so many Republicans who are really interested in the success of th ^party this fall were in attendance that ft had to be adjourned to the Thompson club rooms. There were expressions of good feeling there, and the meeting really looked like Harmony—with a big H. There was a sequel, however. The state chairman withdrew before the meeting adjourned, returned to the Filbeck house, and there another meeting was held, to which only a portion of those present at the first meeting were invited. Here they determined that they, and they only, were "it." It was mutually agreed that they were the only real thing, and that all others were pretenders. And it looks as if they are the only real things of their kind. Mr. Hernley is understood to be very much pleased with the success of his second visit to Terre Haute in the interest of Harmony —with a big H.

MODERN PHILOSOPHY

A man who is once a liar always remains a liar. A man with long whiskers looks funny on a bicycle.

We and all our relatives have so many fool relations. A very ignorant man may be an excellent book agent.

We hardly ever believe it when folks say they enjoy twins. A gasoline stove is like a bidycle it always needs repairing.

Any man who ia in love is more or less a fool, or makeskimself one. No matter how well a man is dressed he looks seedy if he is pigeon-toed.

If it were not for its pockets, a vest wouldn't be counted wdrth shucks. The more we learn to know about people the less sense they seem to have,

The. maia %b§eetfe#$fr *li nen pants *fa, you can carry nothing in the pockets, We-hftve noticed in a menagerie that the noisiest animals are not the most ferocious.

A man who thinks his wife is a society leader is always more or less hen-pecked. Nobody can get money out of people with as little complaint as a quack doctor.

One can tell by the looks of a man whether he would patronize cheap hotels. You can tell the calibre of a man by the way he counts the change a person gives him.

We have but little respect for a man who can't discover the easiest way to do things.

The time of year is just about past when everybody has a few stamps with the mucilage melted off.

A man who makes a bad bargain hunts around'to see if he can't find away to blame it on his wife.

Lots of people have the right to attend alumui reunions who haven't the right to be called grammarians. "Light refreshments" are often served at social functions because of the expense of having something to eat.

There is not an organization on earth that has not a lot of members somebody else thinks have no right to belong.

If all the papers containing Lincoln's murder are the original copy, what an enormous edition it must have been.

Strong butter is like bad morals. It is not satisfied to be bad itself, but spoils everything with which it comes in contact.

One thing about a man who owns a bicycle, heis never out of a job.^ When he has nothing else to do he can make repairs on his bicycle. ALEX MILLER.

ANOTHER TERRE HAUTE WINNER.

Canton McKeen Wins First Prize at Boston Thursday. The Associated Press gives the following account of the prize drill of the Patriarchs Militant at Boston on Thursday: "Fully 5,000 Odd Fellows, with their ladies, gathered at the base ball grounds today to watch the prixe drills of the Patriarchs Militant. It had been announced that a number of cantons would compete for four prizes In two classes. In addition to which there was to be an individual drill for two prixes, but, after waiting for nearly aa hour. Canton McKeen, No. 38 of Terre Haute, Ind.. was the only one to appear on the field. After varied and intricate evolutions had been given the canton was awarded the first prise of #100. In the individual prise drill which followed there were thirty competitors, and Ensign D. W. Rigney. of Canton McKeen, was awarded the prise of #15."

Ensign Rigney i# the bookkeeper for the Ktaemaa Dry Goods Co. Canton McKeen will be home from Boston on Tuesday or Wednesday of mutt week and will be met at the Big Four depot by the local semimlUttrjcomp^

AT SANTIAGO

WITH THE SICK AND WOUNDED ITF

THE HOSPITALS.

Examples of Unselfishness Displayed by "Wounded Soldiers on the Field— Immune Soldiers—Gruesome Scav* gers of the Tropics. Special Correspondence of The Mall.

SANTIAGO DE CUBA, Sept. 2.—This has been a particularly trying day, to both patients and nurses. While several of the men are at death's door and many others far too ill to be moved, a number of convalescents are openly rejoicing in the promise of speedy departure. It cannot be denied that the happiness of the fortunate ones adds a deeper tinge of bluei to the homesickness of their comrades who have no snch bright prospects in the near future. Yet more unselfish mortals were never met than these soldiers of Uncle Samuel. An example of this is the young lieutenant from Northern Michigan, who occupies a cot in the hospital corridor, and whose minutes on earth are numbered. He came through the battle unscathed, though weakened, of course, from its days of hunger and hard experiences. Afterwards, like all his company, he had "the fever"—out in camp where the men were lying on the rain-soaked ground, alternately sweltering at noon-day, drenched in the afternoon down-pour and shivering with cold at night. They had low dogtents, nearly enough to go around by close crowding, but no cots, and in most cases not even a blanket, the men having been compelled to throw away their kits before the fight. No wonder that for days together only two men out of a regiment were able to report for duty! An overworked army-surgeon made occasional rounds, but his only medicine was quinine, and for men dying of dysentery there was no food but the usual beans, bacon* and hard-tack. It would have required the entire time of a strong man to satisfy the demands of the fevered for water—the nearest well being half a mile'away. This young lieutenant and the chaplain of- his company did heroic service, forgetting their own sufferings in the care of othfirs, spending their lust penny to procure necessaries for needier comrades, writing home letters, taking farewell messages for distant loved ones and closing the eyes of the dying. The chaplain read the burial service for eighteen mien in one day—all of them his personal friends. Shortly afterwards his own turn came to join "the silent majority",!'- and wow rthe young lieutenant is dying.

Another hero in the same row, who is slowly recovering from a dreadful wound received at El Caney, is best introduced to you in the words of Doctor Winfield Egan, the Red Cross surgeon from Boston. Said he: "Mr. George Ken nen and I were tramping over the field, thirty-six hours aftir the battle, doing what we could to relieve the agony of men who yet lay where they fell, unattended through the long hot days and longer nights. The handful of army surgeons were working like trojans in their improvised hospital miles away, but the field was a very big one and their force woefully insufficient. Among the wounded I recognized a former college chum, a young New Yorker, who might draw his check any day for several hundred thousand dollars: Shot through the body and writhing with pain, he lay in the wet grass, without even a blanket it was raining in torrents and chilly night was coming on—the third night after the battle. managed to secure a rubber poncho (the modest doctor did not say that it was his own), and spread it over my wounded friend. 'No, no,' said he, •take it to that poor fellow over there. I am only hurt—he is dying.' Obeying his earnest request, we left him uncovered and took the poncho to the man indicated. The latter was a private soldier, whose throat had been plowed open by a mauser bullet. During the first twenty-four hours his pleadings for water agonized all within hearing. There was no water at hand, had any of his suffering comrades been able to give it to him. Now his cries had subsided to low moans, and life was almost extinct. When we bent over him with a canteen of the long-desired water be was past swallowing, and died with a grateful smile while we were bathing the poor, swollen throat. And still my friend refused the poncho, but insisted1 that it was more needed by a stripling of nineteen who lay near crazy as a loon and babbling of home and mother." I am happy to add to* Dr. Egan's account that this brave Hough Rider, of whom New York may well be proud, will not die, though he may be permanently disabled.

Although there is so little selfishness among the brave boys who faced death together, the hospital attendants say that whenever a new lot of men starts for home, the sight of their exuberant happiness has a correspondingly depressing effect upon the stay-behinda, raising the fever-pulse fnlly.fi fty percent. The* poor fellows are so home-sick that "mal de pins'", as the Spaniards call it, has become a distinct and often fatal disease, which medicine cannot touch. Suddenly the strains of "Home, Sweet Home" invaded the silence of the hospital—and an electric shock could not have produced a more marked and Instantaneous effect. Every man who was able sprang to his feet and the dying raised their feeble heads tears coursed unchecked down bronzed and pallid faces and busy names and doctors paused, spellbound, In their weary rounds. So even from his grave, does the homeless poet still touch the hearts of the world with this tuneful praise of home. Under

the circumstances, however, it was thoughtless, not' to' say unkind, in the jubilant fellows headed for "God's country"—to make that music within hearing of their disappointed comrades.

The surroundings of the hospital are always interesting, -though never inspiring vile-smelling, greenish water close TiVflgPraS corridors ships at anchor in the horror—transports, men-of-war, merchant v«isttls, Spanish prizes the sea-weed view Ihn&rupteid. by the crumbling pink and ^yellow walls of the old Moro de San Jago. %n the shore-ward side an amphitheater of low, green hills, topped here and there by a now dismantled Spanish fort in front, the gray, poverty-stricken town, shambling up its steep acclivity. The "suspect" .pen—a smaller boat-house a few tods .from our hospital, also built out oyer the water and reached by another long" pier—continues to send its frequent cargoes of yellow fever patients and corpses at Siboney. Day after day, as I sit in our corridors—keeping the flies off this sick man/ reading to that one, or feeding another—I see the little boat, with its tell-tale yellow flag, come up to the stairs of "the pen." I put myself between it and my patients' range of vision but though we both pretend to ignore it, we know too well what is going on. Some stiffv still shapes, lashed to planks, are brought down stairs and put aboard the boat-, followed by a mournful procession of soldiers, sick unto death. If the latter are alive when they reach Siboney, sixteen miles distant, tBey will go into the great yellow-fever hospital, with perhaps one chanee in ten of recovery and the shapes are bound for cremation somewhere down the river.

One of the near-by^ hills, greener than the rest, with gruesome suggestions of exuberant verdure—is faced on its waterside with the high adobe walls and massive gateway of a Campo Santo. It needs no funeral urns and carven crosses to indicate the purpose of that enclosure the vultures that continually circle above it, attracted by the odors they love, tell its horrible story of bursting vaults and shallow, rented graves, froth which bones are evicted to make room for new tenants Nothing affects our sick* mop so unpleaS antly as the. sight of these disgusting buzzards, whioh abound everywhere in tropical countries and have^ increased a hundred fold in Cuba within the last three years. Impelled by their uncanny instinct of approaching death, they often fly so low over the open corridors of the hospital that one qpuld almost touch them with "®n«?s fiftnd, and occasionally ft gorged bird drops into our midst a reeking chunk of carron from its tired claws. Such is the soldiers' horror of these most loathsome creatures of the air that a near-by glimpse of one will sometime? throw a nervous invalid into convulsions. And no wonder—for they Lave seen them on battle-fields, perhaps tearing at the faces of dead comrades. I have heard the men talk among themselves about the vultures and tell each other stories of personal experiences. They all feel that the nauseous birds form the chief horror of war and know too well the meaning of their approach when the dead are lying in the underbrush. One man says that after the fighting at Baliquiri, he lay two days on the field, wounded in the thigh, shooting at the buzzards as they settled down to their feast—and that he believes another hour of it would have left him a raving maniac. Do you remember that horrible old picture of the Jewish mother madly beating off the vultures from the bodies of her five sons, hanged in a row? There is a Rough Ridtfr in the hospital who looks the personification of courage, but who trembles and shudders whenever a vulture is seen, even afai off like a black speck in the sky. They say that he fought like a tiger in the taking of Santiago and never flinched in the face of Spanish guns but afterwards, when he lay in the long grass with a ballet in his breast, he went iuto an hysterical flt when he saw vultures coming, cowering away from them and crying like a frightened child.

He knew they would not molest his own body so long as life lingered in it but there were still shapes lying all aronnd, upon which the evil birds settled in clouds. There was a sound of tearing, and when the black clouds lifted there was nothing left of each shape but cleanpicked bones and bloody rags of unifotm. Yet there is a good deal to be said in favor of the vultures, the scavangers of the tropics. Without them the pestilence which follows close on the heels of war would claim more victims than shot and shell. Their work of sanitation, though terrible to think of, guided by unerring instinct to corpses hid in the chaparral which the burial parties fail to find, is as necessary as that of their fellows in the Persian Towers of Silence.

Immediately in front of the hospital is the new "immune" camp—their white tents strung in triple rows half a mile or more along the water-side street of Santiago. When the sun shines, the men appear to be having a pretty good time— cracking noisy jokes, pitching quoits and playing cards, grouped Indian fashion, aronnd a dirty blanket on the ground. When the windows of heaven are opened and the tain descend, it Is quite another matter! Then all not on duty retire to their leaky dog-tents, to squat or lie on the wet ground and pass the time as best they can. In these peaceful days there seems no seed of sentinels pacing the quiet street in a pouring rain and if'

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must be preserved at any cost of life and comfort, 1s not Uncle Samuel rich enough to provide each of hb soldier* with a rub­

ber blanket? If net, the people at large in the United States would be glad to supply the deficiency. A very small portion of the money we have invested in feeding ungrateful Cubans would have furnished our boys with comfortsiwhich would no doubt have saved many precious lives.

When their disagreeable duty is done, the wearied sentinels crawl under their tents and lie down on the sodden ground in their rain-soaked clothes—thus inviting malaria to assist the chilly dews of night and the fierce rays of the noon-day sun in engendering fever. But these men are "immunes," you say. Immune from what—from the natural conditions of the climate and from all the ills to which flesh is heir? Yellow fever is among the least of dangers to be avoided in Santiago—for while it has reaped its hundreds during the last few months, malaria, dysentery and other diseases, induced by improper living, have been garnering their thousands in the Campo Santos.

FANNIE B. WARD.

i'FACTS FEMININE.

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A writer In a certain magazine has been giving us all a very severe castigation. He says that the "Decline of Conscience" is one of the marks of our time, and that it is chiefly noticeable among the women of our upper and middle classes. Their life he calls "shameful, void of redeeming qualities, entirely composed of gay, callous, wanton selfishness." "They do nothing," he adds. "From hour to hour they think how best to amuse themselves, to pass the time, to gratify the appetite for new sensations." Then, as if wishing to find at least one or two "redeeming qualities," he admits: "They are seldom vicious. They are always amiable." Very kind of him, but scarcely convincing, for our experience teaches us that persons of the sort described are certainly not "always amiable." How could they be? Is not a life of deliberate self-seeking a very mark for the arrows of fate, bound to meet constantly with contradictions and vexations, against which the undisciplined character can have no power to support it? Amiability is surely the last trait to be found in a person who is what someone has politely called "profoundly individualistic." (I need not add thfet the inventor of this pretty epithet was a Frenchman. How much nicer it sounds than "utterly selfish!") Of course, we have 4t.ll met folks who are described as "amiable egotists"—the j3miling_ people who go about the worltl °takidg In a quiet, pleasant way the best of everything that life offers, and giving back nothing at all to the fund for the general good. But I suspect that, if circumstances suddenly changed, their amiability would be found to be a plant without-roots, unable to survive the drying-up of the fountain of prosperity. I should not care to have one of these dear creatures for a companion during any specially trying experience, such as a wet week in seaside lodgings, an attack of influenza, a "move," or a yachting cruise in stormy weather. They are often nice to look at, but, as the old woman said, "they won't wash, nor wear neither, and as for patchin', it just ravels 'em out!"

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AMUSEMENTS.

BALDWIN-MELVILLE COMPANY. Military dramas everywhere* at the present time seem to strike the popular fancy of the people, in consequence of which fact Manager Baldwin has arranged to return to the Harrison Park Casino next Sunday night, Sept. 25th, and present the Baldwin-Melville Company in the great military drama entitled, "Prisoner of Algiers." This play will be staged in a magnificent manner, with special scenery costumes, etc. The equal of this performance has never before been seen at popular prices, and seldom seen at high prices. BILLY LINK'S BIO VAUDEVILLE COMPANY],

Of Billy Link's big vaudeville company, which appears at the Grand Opera House all next week, the Daily Republican of Joliet. 111., September 13th, has the following to say: "The popular Billy Link and his company of vaudeville performers came to Joliet last evening for a series of three engagements, and the crowd of people which turned out to receive him proved that the gentleman's powers as an entertainer is not surpassed by any of the favorites of the Joliet public. The house was packed from the gallery of the gods to the humblest seat in the bald-beaded row. The boxes were filled with parties, and many stood up throughout the performance. The show was thoroughly enjoyed by the large audience, and Billy received an ovation." The engagement here Is for one week, at popular prices, and ladies' free tickets every night except Saturday. Iv

SOTES.

The human quality and the touches of truth In "Teas of the D'Urbervliles" will give that play a long vitality, just as these characteristics have given other plays long life. But It Is safe to say that no actress who may be seen In this powerful drama ip after years will be able to thrill her audiences as Mrs. Fiske thrills audiences as "Tens." It Is one of_ the highest privileges and one of the most satisfying experiences that the drama offers to witness this great play as Mrs. flake presents it and embodies its heroine. "Heart of the Klondike," with it« vivid and realistic illustrations of life In the far away regions of the northwest, conies to this city this season. It will be given here with the same capable company that won such pronounced favor 1a New York.

NEBUCHADNEZZAB.

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Nebuchadnezzar had made a sm trip to California in 1849 and brought back countless gold. Indeed, he had such a great plenty of filthy lucre that he seriously considered the advisability of buying a seat in the United States senate, but when he read in the Chicago papers about some of the gents in that body, he changed his mind. His wife had already purchased a good many fine clothes and had every milliner and dressmaker busy fixing up fineries for her, and then kicked on paying I. the price, very much as some women do in 1898. All the women on her street were as envious of her as they could be and said a great many mean things about her and her children, but Mrs. Nebuchadnezzar didn't care a cent. She kept a hired girl and put out her washing as long as she wanted to.

Nebuchadnezzar entered local politics* however, in spite of the fact that he decided to keep out of the senate. He became a member of the city counoll, but he remained pure. He remained as pure as a Chicago alderman and he didn't oare who knew it. His experience in California stood him in hand when he became an alderman, and often he would have a great crowd sitting aronnd in his bar room \t listening to his stories of life on the frontier in an early day. A great many of the boys would sit and listen to his stories when they would rather have had a good, old-fashioned attack of the tooth ache, but they would li^eu attentively and every once in awhile they would indulge in a horse laugh that would awaken the bar room cat, and then Nebuchadnezzar would set up around of Pabst's, the beer that

made Milwaukee famous.' When the boys laughed right heartily, the old man didn't really care for expenses, and the loafers would eat all his free lunch and read the daily papers, so that frequently he wouldn't get to see them until late in the afternoon. He was a good deal like some men in 1898. He had more money than sense, and nothing pleased him as much as to have people seem to enjoy his musty old jokes, that were used in the almanac that Noah used in the ark. It happens quite often that we laugh out of all proportion to the joke, when it is somebody with lots of money or plenty of Pabst's extra dry.

Ord Nebuohadnezzar kept growing in influence and Wealth and funny stories until he became king of Oklahoma territory. HJs girls swapped their old melodeoq. for aTpiano, nlid *beg1i» taking music lessons, and he paid more towards the support of the preacher than anybody in to vert. He couldn't stand prosperity and th«it was where his trouble began. He vsfould scarcely speak to his associates of former days anymore, and he never laughed except at his own stories, and there is no man

living who can maintain his popularity unless he occaBslonally laughs at some- j" body else's jokes.

He ran things with a high hand and had pie three times a day, and frequently they had napkins on the table, even when they had no company.

He grew careless about his church attendance, and frequently, when the contribution box was passed, he became so absorbed in the pipe organ voluntary that he didn't notice what was going on. A good many are the same way even to this day. A great many people area good deal more interested in the song service, while the contribution box is being passed, than at any other time. It is human nature. Nebuchadnezzar's wife used embossed stationery, and did many other things that were needlessly extravagant.

His downfall came one day whop Ae least expected it All politicians JilA&p their day. When the Cherokee stHp was opened, there was a tremendous'rush, and the railroads had so much to do, that passengers stood on the platform or^any-

where else, just as tbey pleased.' One^ morning early, just before Nebuchadnezzar started to church, three Jews came along and took tip claims covering the entire strip, It made Nebuchadnezzar tired. The way Jews m$]cc money has made lots of folks mad, tint to no purpose. They go on owning the earth and the fullness thereof. They intended starting a cloth-j ing store to make tailor-made clothing, but Nebuchnezzar said "nit" or words to* that effect, because, said he, ready-made v. clothing is good enough for anybody. He tried to bull-doze them, but it failed to* work, so be threw them every one Into a fiery furnace. That was i^s Nemesis, whatever that word "means^ When he opened the furnace door, there' were the three Hebrew gents with their linen dusters fanning thenwelves and sipping: pale ale. They had come prepared. Heordered some more fnel piled on, but they onjy laughed at him. Nebuchadnezzar made a mistake in trying to burn the Jews, and his luck turned against him. When he held a royal flush the other fellow held four aces, and when he held four aces his opponent had an extra ace or two up his sleeve. He was turned out of the church, nobody laughed at his jokes, the small boy laughed at his kingly mandates, and the last we heard of Nebuchnezzar be had been turned out on the range, a sad and sorrowful example of a politician who, bit off more than he could chew.

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Mr. H. S. Heicbert. of Marion, Ind., been visiting friends in the city this He leaves Monday for Worcester to accept the position of instruct^ mechanical engineering In the Worce Polytechnic Institute. He is a grad ot the BOM '97.

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