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BY THE SEA. if BY C. B. CRESPI. H Two ships of mine set sail one day With the arching blue of clear skies above, And I watched them pass from above the bay— And one was Fame and the other was Love. ■ And, O, so often since then my eyes With straining vision have sought the sea, For I felt that one day, under smiling skies, My beautiful ships would come back to me. K I knew that afar in the mystical land SK Where our fond desires to fruition grow, i Kieh gifts were there for my eager hand, u, K And joys for my soul some day to know. • ■ So, day by day by the blue sea waves “I watched for my ships ; but I waited long, And thoughts crept in of deep ocean graves, ! And I prayed for my soul to be firm and strong. And one June morning the answer came, While light streamed down from the blue above; I But, O, my soull does one care for fame a When one sees the shipwreck of Faith and Love? a THE MYSTIC SIGN; r-£ —on, ■ The King of the pl Mountain. IBy ABBIE C. M’KEEVER. . CHAPTER I. THE RICH MtN DIES. The lights were lowered and curtains drawn in the chamber where rich old ConnertMartin lay dying. Dying! Yes, the pinched, drawn face so ghastly pale, the sunken eyes, all told of the near approach of the dread messenger. “Lora! Lora, my darling!” “Yes, dear; what is it?” The dying man shuddered and tried to motion away the fair face that bent over him. “Not you—not you,” he said, “you heartless iiend! but Lora, my own little pet, my neglected, darling child.” “She is coming presently. Here, take this.potion. Your doctor left it only half an hourago.” “I overheard your whispers. Your doctor—jour brother, and paid accomplice! Oh, heavens! how blind I have been! Take the poison away!” he gasped; “you have given me enough already.” ' “How wild you are to-night,” sighed the beautiful nurse, “and how madly you talk,” and Jhen she bent down and pressed her red lips to his death damp brow. “Judas!” he gasped, and died. “All is over,” mused the woman, as she i* stood above him, an exultant light in her yellow, gray eyes. “It is ended, and I’m worth one million dollars.” Softly she moved across the room and rang the bell, and when the door was opened, turned with pale face and streaming eyes to meet the servant s gaze, and to tell him his master was no more. “Go, rouse the household. Tell Miss Lora ” Then the seemingly brokenhearted young widow sank into a graceful, kneeling posture at the bedside. They came in softly and gazed in sad wonder on the face of their old master. Some turned away weeping, and every one thought of “poor Miss Lora” and watched the door for her appearance. She came at last, a little, black-robed figure, her mass of shining, gold-brown hair falling around her like a cloud, her , pale, lovely face shining like a star. : She made no moan, but quietly walked up to the bedside and gazed down upon the face of he> father, cold and dead. What were her thoughts, standing there still, so pale, so composed? What did ! that old, loved face teli her; those silent lips, so ashen and colorless? No one kiiew or could have guessed from any outward sign, for, silently as she came, she turhed and moved away toward her own chamber. But within its closed walls she laid her head down upon the pillow of her bed and sobbed wildly. ‘’Dapa! oh, papa!” she moaned; “poor i deluded papa! you know all row. The I cruel, cruel arts and wicked means that kept me from you; the barred doors, and the vile, sleeping potions. Oh, papa! I am not so much alone as I was while she n 3 d ided us. Now she can never, never part us more.” Sd The night dragged on its weary length; morn hig dull and gray came at last, and 1 Z the widow of the old man dead drew aside '-W the rich hangings of her window and 0,l glanced down the street. “That must be the housemaid, Susie. I cannot imagine what takes her out so early. I must question the butler. Ah! there comes Adolph—what a splendid doctor he makes!” and she smiled until she disclosed her white teeth, and began smoothing her ’ hair With her white, jeweled hand. ; ' “Your patient needs your care no longer. ” “Well, is it over? I thought as much. Has everything been attended to properly?” “Oh, yes; everything. The old will is where it will be found and the last new one is—safe.” And she smiled with a wicked gleam in her gray eyes of amber lights. “The pretty daughter is cut off altogether, then. Rather sensational, but there is no accounting for an old man’s whims. Let me congratulate you on the possession of your splendid foitune.” ; “Your share is ” “Yes, yes, hush! But what becomes of poor, little Lora? I presume she still has I her jewels, a small fortune in themselves.” “No; I think she will find even they, too. have disappeared. I sent for Hick to visit her room. I thought it best to leave her UH quite penniless.” “Don’t overreach yourself, Corinne; you know five thousand dollars’ worth of jewels’ are not so easily lost, and are well worth Poking after. ’ Has the girl any suspicion g ■ of foul play?” “Not in the least. I have been very careall fuk ” 9 “How did she appear when told of her father’s death?” hB “Calm, very; never a sound. I expected gB a tempest of sobs and all that, but was disiß appointed.” (■ “Looks like she had put a strong control over her actions. I fear she is deeper than | you imagine. I have seen that in her pale, M childish face that tells me she might be a dangerous enemy.” SH “Nonsense! But I must attend to my JK orders for a grand funeral. Then will come !B the reading of the will! You must see me Ino more here. I will meet you at the old place and time, occasionally—until we go West, as planned." AB things transpired as the young widow had designed. The last will that could be found left all his wealth to the wife, while the daughter, his only child, was a beggar. People talked; indignant murmurs were heard in many places against the cruel stepmother who had wronged Lora out of her rights. But what could be done? Who could prevent it, with such a will which w as ■ proven to be genuine? No one! The girl was penniless, for the lost jewels could not be found. That was another mysteiy. After the lapse of some months the widow expressed a determination to go to California for her health. The grand home was so.d and she departed. H

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In the meantime Lora bad taken jefuge in a home of a friend, kindly offered to her. “Only for a short time I will trouble you,” she said; “I must earn my bread now.” “But you cannot. You are welcome to stay here as long as you wish.” Lora smiled sadly and answered: “I have other friends, relatives of my mother, whom I desire to visit. They live far from here, and will help me in the work I wish to undertake.” “What can that be, you foolish child?” “I am not free to tell you now. Some day you may know all.” Lora kept her secret well, and went away so quietly no one knew whither—except one trusted friend, whose name, if it had been whispered in the cruel stepmother’s ear, would have palsied her with terror. CH API ER IL THE MYSTERIES OF DANGER PASS. The sun was creeping behind the mountain tops, its golden rays fast turning to flaming crimson, when two travelers up among the mountains turned their ponies out on a broader trail that led to Blue Gulch, a small mining town near the foot of the mpuutam, where recent gold discoveries had drawn a heterogeneous lot of fortune hunters together. It was a fine evening in the autumn of 1875. The men were clad in the usual serviceable Western garb, but bore evidence of only having lately assumed it. The foremost paused a momont and turned around in his saddle to address his companion. “This is a nice place, truly! I think the boss must be mad sending us out here on this wild-goose chase. I never did like these wild regions. There’s a much better chance for a haul in a big city than here.” The speaker was swarthy and ill-favored of features, with cruel eyes that were moody and discontented. His companion, but little more prepossessing, replied in an impatient tone: “Go on, Dave; no use for regrets now. I think the biggest mistake was the acts of which we were guilty yesterday. I’ll feel much safer when we reach the town. Do hurry along; that frightful pass is before us. I have no desire to cross it after dark.” On they pressed, fast as their ponies could go over the rather dangerous mountain path, until as the dusky shades of night were creeping on they neared the narrow, dangerous ledge christened Danger Pass, owing to the frequent accidents and murders that had taken place on the spot. The swarthy individual who led pressed on around the abrupt turn, but before be had passed to safer ground a sudden sharp report rang out. He turned in his saddle, wavert d, fell forward on his pony's neck, and thus was borne on a short distance, when he tumbled from its back and lay prostrate in tie trail, while the frightened pony rushed on down the mountain, riderless.

His horrified companion, too frightened to realize what he was doing, attempted to turn Ins pony about on the narrow ledge; but there was no possibility of so doing, for a stone slipped from under the pony’s feet, and rider and horse went over the almost perpendicular descent together, with a cry that echoed far out on the evening air. A party of miners, lounging after their work, heard that awful cry. and turned their feet toward the well-known Danger Pass. The first object they beheld was the riderless pony as it dashed toward them. “One o’ them ar tenderfoots’ critters! The tarnal fools has been out on the mountains alone, an’ it's none too safe fur the bravest to try Danger Pass this time o’ day!” exclaimed old Luke the scout, who had joined the party of miners. “Where in thunder did them fellers come from, any way? They’d no business out West as I could see,” muttered a miner. “I calculate they found quarters back East rather hot. Shouldn’t wonder es it’s been much milder hereabouts. Look* like the old boy’s to pay, from this here skeered riderless pony. Come on, lads!” continued Luke; “we must see what’s up.” They hurried up the mountain side until, as they neared Danger Pass in the darkening nightfall, one o the boys stumbled over the prostrate form of the dead man. “Hallo, here’s one!” "Strike a light. Ah, as we might ha’ knowed! See the sign o’ the Red Hand is pinned to his breast, and there’s a bullet through his heart. Black Jack's work, by Gosh!” “It is Black Jack’s band, sure as your born, boys,” exclaimed more than one voice. “We must carry him back to town, boys, some on us; the rest ought to try to hunt up the rascals who shot him.” “A leetle slow thar, lads,” muttered old Luke, who was using his keen eyes upon every object. “I do wonder now what spite Black Jack had agin these stranger chaps, and whatever’s become of t’other one.” “Wait a bit!” called out Luke; “here’s signs o’ a struggle or somethin’. Old Nick’s for bis own, sure enough! Hero’s t’other one gone over the mountain side, or I am off my recknin’.” “Yes, Luke, you are right; dreadful as it is, pony and rider are at the bottom of the canyon. Here is unmistakable evidence of the fall. We can do nothing; no one could live after such a fall; at best, no one could reach him to-night. Let us return with the one dead man. I only wish we could capture this cruel Black Jack and his band of despei adoes.” “My hand thar, paid; but Black Jack’s not quite so cruel as you might think. ’Cause when we come to look into most o’ his deeds they come under the head o’ revenge or somethin’ you book-larned fellers might call an avenger.” “But these persons were strangers.” “Yes, ter you and me; like’s not they be well known to Black Jack.” “Ho! What’s that?” The party paused in their descent, and glanced up the mountain-side,' where a strange, terrible cry, as of some wounded animal, had sounded. A sudden, bright light shone forth many feet above them, and they beheld quite plainly the flaming Red Hand in its center. Darkness folloxved. “Heavens! what means it?” “Better quit, that’s all!” said Luke. “The Mystic Hand is never seen ’cept as a warfiin’.” On they hurried, for the little paitv. though brave, knew their feeble force would amount to nothing against that hidden, powerful foe. Yet, as they approached the town, two of their number’ had disappeared—the young cattle king, Jasper James, and old Luke the scout. CHAPTER 111. BLACK JACK’S SECRET HOME. Up the mountain side Luke the scout crept with Indian-like cunning and silence, his trusty rifle in bis hand, his revolvers and knife in his leather belt. “Black Jack's hevin’ things most too much Lis own way,” he mused. “Revenge is well enough, long as it's legitimate, but this hayer wholesale murder n’s not quite true Western style. Tout time old Luke and his band bed a hand in it. RuTer guess we kin shoot a bit, too.” And old Luke chuckled under his breath. “Black

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। Jack must nap some time or other, an’ we’ll ■ catch him them times, es we can’t discover ■ him awake. Hist! what’s that?” The scout paused, for unmistakable sounds were below him. The rolling of a stone down the mountain side betrayed the presence of some person or animal. Then followed footsteps, slow, and evidently intended to be noiseless. Again, sudden, sharp, and startling, rang out the cry of the animal that had sounded before, and once more the bright light shone forth with the flaming Red Hand. This time a voice, hollow, as if sounding from unknown depths, cried aloud: “Who goes there?" No answer. “Who dares to trespass upon Black Jack’s dominions at this time of night?” “I do,” said a calm voice, some distance from Old Luke, which he at once recognized as belonging to Jasper James, a young cattle king, of Cheyenne, who owned hundreds ot herds in the Platte Valley, and who had come up among the mountains for novelty and adventure more than aught else. “The tarnal fool!” muttered Old Luke, between his clenched teeth. “Now he’s in fur it! What in all possessed ever made him venture up here. The green young grasshopper! He’ll pay for this night work, mayhap with his life. But lor, now, old Black Jack, es I don’t git track o’ you it’s mighty curous.” And, snugly ensconsed beneath a sage bush, Luke awaited developments. “Who are you?” continued the mysterious voice. “Just what I’d like to ask you,” quietly replied the young cattle king, in a dauntless tone. “Grit thar,” grinned old Luke, in spite of his anxiety for his friend. “That does not matter; you are to go straight on up the trail until commanded to stop. A ritle ball will pierce your heart if you refuse one order. Forward!” The Red Hand had disappeared and the mountain was clothed in silence and darkness, save the twinkle of the stars overhead. Onward he trod up the path, feeling well assured he was under close surveillance. “Turn to your right!” commanded the voice again, coming from some unknown heights. He obeyed, and found at his side a huge stone cleft in the center sufficient to admit his person. “Forward!” commanded the voice, sternly. Unhesitatingly he walked into the strange pass and groped his way through a dark, rough passage, apparently between huge cleft rocks, and then he stumbled and fell down—down he could not imagine how far, for a soft bed of moist sand received him. A blackness of a hundred midnights was around him. A moment only he lay there, endeavoring to command his startled senses, when a light of magnificent power Hashed before him, in which glowed ami sparkled the Red Hand. The strong light seemed to fall only on his own person; he could discern nothing further. “Follow!” was the only command given. He arose, reached for his rifle, but found it missing, then instinctively felt for his revolvers; they too were gone. “Onward! Come!” commanded the voice almost savagely. 1 le moved forward in that blinding light for a long ways seemingly, one hundred and twenty paces he counted, resolved to have some idea of the distance he was penetrating into the mountain, for he had at once realized he was in a cave. The person or persons bearing the mysterious light had never been visible. “I'm in for it,” he thought bitterly, “even unarmed I’ll sell my life as dearlv as possible.” Then the light suddenly disappeared and some one in advance cried: “Follow me!” Onward slowly they pressed in the Egyptian darkness, two hundred paces more, when a faint light gleamed in the distance, which upon nearer approach’ proved to be a brilliantly lighted apartment hung with curtains of skins of wild animals. Through the parted skins the light glimmered down the dark passage. Jasper looked in vain for the person who had preceded him, but no one was visible. “Enter, young stranger!” said a voice from within, and Jasper walked slowly forward, noting closely all his surroundings. The room or apartment appeared to be arranged in circular form. On a raised platform sat a man wearing a black mask. On his breast gleamed a red hand, evidently of rubies. Seated around the hanging skins, on rude benches and odd bundles, were about twenty ma-ked men, all of them wearing a bright red hand embroidered on their coat’s lapel. “The Captain of the Avengers bids you come forward.” Jasper advanced to within a few- feet of the speaker, and his keen glance noted that the masked Captain was a large man of splendid physique, and that the eyes gleaming through the mask were black aud piercing. One strange peculiarity in his dress was that he wore gloves of a lighttan color. “Some mark on his hand or hands,” thought Jasper, “for he never wears them for adornment. ” “What were you prowlingover the mountains for at midnight?” The voice was soft and exceedingly mellifluous, yet there was a peculiarity about it that the young cattle king felt he would recognize anywhere. “That is my own business,” he answered coolly. “Ah, indeed! we propose to make it ours. You were looking for Black Jack, were you not?” “Yes; and for the cowardly- murderer of those unwary strangers who met their death at Danger Pass.” “Slowly, my impetuous young friend. You'll not find the murderer or murderers you seek soon, though I presume you think you have already found Black Jack,” laughing with evident amusement. “I should judge he’s not more than a hundred miles away,” replied Jasper, eying the half circle of masked individuals with undisguised scorn. “This—ah, hotel, charges for its visitors,” continued the Captain. “How much have you to pay- for your night’s lodging?" The Cattle King started. lie had forgotted all about the roll of bank notes he carried on his person. He had intended visiting some herds to the southward, and had taken several thousand dollars with him for that purpose. What a fool he had 1 been! “We don’t charge much,” continued the Captain, pleasantly. “Please hand over ’ just what you happen to have on your per- ; son.” “I’ll do nothing of the kind,” replied Jasper in anger. “I refuse to give up my money to a set of thieves and murderers.” “Ho! ho! there, lackeys! Come forward!” And Jasper’s arms were pinioned behind him in a twinkling and his person was searched as thoroughly as if in the ■ hands of a custom-house detective. The roll of money was found and given > to the Captain, and notwithstanding his > violent struggles, the young cattle king was t dragged far off to a (lark part of the cave » and chained to the wall, so heavily- and se- > curely that he felt indeed as if there was 14 r tie hope of his ever escaping from the I demon into whose hands he had fallen. C [TO BE CONTINUED.]

DEATH ON THE RAIL. Two Trains on the Nickel-Plata Come Together at a Carve with Frightful Results. Eighteen Persons Killed and a Dozen or More Desperately Injured. [Buffalo telegram.] A Niagara Falls excursion train on the Nickel-Plate Railroad, from Ashtabula, Ohio, collided with a local freight train in the cut on the curve just east of Silver Creek, on the morning of the 14th inst. Lewis Brewer was the engineer of the excursion train, drawn by • ine No. 159, and William Harris was (ngim er of the freight train, drawn by engine No. 6. Both engineers and firemen saved themselves by jumping. The excursion train consisted of one baggage-car, one smoker, and eleven coaches. Only those in the smoking-car were hurt, it being completely telescoped by the baggage-car. The corrects J list of killed is as follows: W. W. Loomis, aged 40, of Erie, Pa. Emory Stoddard, aged 54. of Pittsburg, Pa. W. N. Stoddard, a non of the above, of Pittsburg, Pa. St phen Culverton, Mayor < f Waterford, Pa. John Flecker, aged 27, Pittsburg, Pa. David Sharp, of Erie, Pa. Charles Hirsch, aged 30, of Erie, Fa. W. W. Restetter, of Erie, Pa. John Lythers, supposed to be from Erie, Fa. W. P. Reynolds, Deputy United States Marshal, of Dunkirk, N. Y. ■Jolin Myers, aged 28, of Erie, l’a. Crrin Parkhurst, of Mayville, N. Y. •John I'. Gilbert, of Pittsburg, l’a. Henry Gebhart, aged 44. < f Pittsburg, Pa. Frank Gebhart, a sun of tlio above, of Pittsburg, l’a. Jolin Siefort, of Erie, l’a. I nknon n man. thought to belong to Erie, Pa. Hoary Hike, rescued alive, but who died from his injuries. A dozen or more persons were seriously injured, some of them so badly as to preclude all h< pe of recovery. There are va-ious causes given for the collis on. Engineer William Harris of the freight train is blamed. It is said he had orders to met t the excursion train nt Irving. He failed to obey the instr 1 tions and was running at full speed vi . a the crash occurred. Trainmen will m t talk regarding who is to blame. A gentleman who was on the train says that the freight train hail orders t(t go to Silver Creek and passenger train to Irving, which is this side, an 1 it was these orders that caused the collision. The excitement among th • sr.rGvors was inter sc. The Keener in tin’ smoking-car weie most harrowing. The first warning that was ghen was the slight jar caused by the heavy pressure of the air brakes. Some of the passengers stirred themselves in tie ir Beate, seemingly apfurehensive of dinger. 1h n cam ■ the U-rriblo shock, followed by the ‘mashingof windows and the roof of the car, and all was a mass of bleeding and struggling humanity. Men entered with blood w. r - ke 1 tn em h other's arms, while und. ri.'at*> them and on all sidt s lay th.- pool ' .'ortuiiutes, crushed out of all human semblance. Tim wounded crawled out of ithe debris, and were assisted to ilm neighboring houses. People brought b Iding, etc., on which to lay the dead and dying, and did all they could to relieve the sutL ring until the anival of medical aid. Mrs. J. H. Sigel, of Erie, Pa., a passenger, who was on her way to Buffalo, said: I was in ih ■ first eon li next to the smokingcar. The passenger train was a large one, and carried a Iw number of excursionists, <s well a- regular passenger . Ilie first we knew of tl.e collision whs a tyrrifie crash like an explosion. Nobody was hurt except the; e in the smokingcar. The sight was so horrible that I could not look i.t it. Not a ■ ingle ear was throw n from the track, bit the smoker was completely telescoped It was a m.reythat our car was not crushed. It was a narrow escape. One young man in the smoker saved himself by dropping o i the floor and eseaped with u few bruises. I did nut loam the cause of the accident, but we were going very s'ow. while the freight was coming at u high rut l of speed. We were just one ci a h-length off the trestle when the collision occurred. Some of the wounded men were taken to different houses, and one of the coaches was turned into a hospital. In another coach the dead were placed. Th< re were many horrible features connected with the accident. Two of the men in the smoking-car had their heads protruding from the car windows when the collision occurred. The head of one of these was cut completely off, and the head of the other man was nearly severed from H e body. When the body of the third victim was taken from the wreck his arms and legs were separated from the trunk, bo badlv was the body crushed. Dillon, one of the slightly injured, had his face and head completely bathed in the blood of one of the mangled victims. MR. BENEDICT. The Public Printer Interviews His Subordinates and Issues a Few Orders. [Washington telegram.] As soon as Mr. Benedict took possession of the Government Printing Office the several foremen of the various departments were introduced to their new chief. Mr. Benedict, after greeting each one individually, addressed them collectively. He announced to them that (aeh one was continued in his present position for the time being, or until he should further communicate with them; that at as early a moment as was practicable he would address to each some inquiries respecting the work in his division, the property in his hands, etc., and would give directions in detail as to the work. Until such time the system in existence under Mr. Rounds would continue in force. Mr. Benedict' impressed upon his assistants that he wanted to avoid any interruption or delay in the work of the office. He wanted the work go forward smoothly and expeditiously. Special vigilance in guardin g and protecting public property and interests was enjoined upon the men, and they were urged to be industrious and attentive. They were especially requested to be watchful against fire, as a conflagration now would be peculiarly disastrous. The foremen were directed to report to the Public Printer any work that might reach their desks outside the regular order, aud were notified not to undertake any work of any kind unless it had the approval of Mr. Benedict. It appears that the crocodile, like the faith which formerly esteemed it sacred, is practically extinct in Egypt. The steamers plying the Nile have had more effect in driving it from that river than the guns of sportsmen. “It’s a wife’s duty to be pleasant,” says an exchange. Yes, and it’s the husband's duty to make her duty easy. —Philadelphia, Call. Truth has a quiet breast.—Shakupeare.

CHARLESTON. Patching Up the Shattered Houses— The Work of Relieving the Sufferers. [Charleston special.] Strenuous efforts are being made to patch up the houses in a rude way to make them water-tight, and allow residences to be occupied and business to be resumed. Considerable excitement has been caused by the refusal of bricklayers to work for less than $5 a day. The objection, apparently, is not so much to the amount asked for as to the character of the work done, many of those claiming the advanced rate being inefficient. Under instructions from the Treasury Department Mr. Earl Sloan has visited the reported fissure on the Savannah and Charleston Railroad, and finds it due to the contiguity of a mill-pond, and not to the earthquake. Mr. Sloan will visit the fissures in and about Summerville and traverse the whole line of the South Carolina railway, examining the phenomena reported and observing specially any changes in levels of the earth. At a special meeting of the City Council Mayor Courtenay reported that the amount of the relief fund to this time is about SIOO,OOII. He said further that with the large measure of relief necessary to rea h the many sutfereis it was hardly necessary to say to the Aidermen of Charleston, how small this sum would be when divided among the sufferers. “To show,” he said, “the grossest ignorance as to the amount received and the needs of the city, it Las been deliberately suggested that no taxes be levied next year, and the relief fund be used instead.” Astho taxes in 1886 in Charleston reached nearly $900,000, it is easily seen how fallacious and misleading are such suggestions. THE NEW PUBLIC PRINTER. Thomas E. Benedict Sworn In as the Successor of S. P. Rounds. [Washington special.] Public Ihinter Thomas E. Benedict ha 4 been sworn in. giving a bond for SIOO,OOO, the sureties of which tire citizens of Ulster I ountv, New York. The new Public Printi r said that until he got his hands well on to the reins of the oilice he did not contemplate making any changes. He also said that he would undoubtedly make changes as rapidly ns lie thought they w.re advisable. He has. since the fact of his iqsiiointment be am ■ known, been overwhelmed with applications for positions umbr ini, and with letters asking that many of those already in be kept in. As yet ho has made no apjiointmeut whatever. There are a number of nu n whom he has an eye upon with a view to their appointment to the more important stil ordinate positions, but he i..is as yet definitely decided upon very few. He certainly could, if he desired, provide places for many people, lie will be at the lo ad of a pay-roll m all of whom he can lemove or keep in [dace, just as he ;es fit, without any reference to the CivilService Commis^ioners. Many of the 2, PKt places ire very good ones, varying m their salary attachments from $1,200 to $2,100 a year. TKOIBLESOME APA( HES. They Are Prisoners of War—The Disposition of Geronimo. Wimhin ton telegram.] Gen. Drum, acting Secretary of War, speaking of the statement made by Gen. Miles that the Apaches now on their way to Fort Marion, Fla., were never prisoners of war, said that, although they may not have been disarmed, the President always considered them ns prisoners of war, and as such they were turned over to Gen. Crook. The best proof of their being prisoners of war, Gen. Drum said, was the fact that otherwise they could not have been held under military control. The War Department could not have fed them otherwise, and they would of necessity have been under the charge of the Indian Department. General Phil Sheridan says he does not know whether any conditions attach to Geronimo’s surrender. He believes the chief is entitled to no mercy, and says: “If he can not be dealt with summarily he will probably be removed east of the Mississippi—to Florida, perhaps—the very place he doesn’t want to go. The Dry Tortugas would be a good reservation for him.” MINE DISASTER. Cave-in in a Pennsylvania Colliery That May Have Cost Several Lives. [Scranton (Pa.) dispatch.] The Marvine Shaft Colliery of the DelaI ware & Hudson Canal Company was the scene of an extensive cave-in th:s morning, by which it is feared a number of men have lost their lives, how many it is impossible to say, the suppositions varying from six to nine. There seems to b l ' but little question of the death of one of them, an elderly man named John Shafer. A number of men were cut aud bruised by falling rock and coal in making their escape up the slope. Following are the injured: Henry Shafer, shoulder bruised and three ribs broken; Thomas Healy, laborer, slightly hurt; Joseph Ready, driver, toes smashed ; George Mason, miner, hand badly cut; Peter Kelly, timber boss, was struck on the back of the head and on the shoulder by a falling rock. Kelly passed John Shafer, an elderly man, at the foot of the slope. So far as is known, the names of the missing men, in addition to Shafer, are as follows: "John Carden, laborer, 30 years of age, married; John Young, miner, 55 years, married and has three children; Patrick McNulty, miner, married, has seven children; Cormac Magfiire, miner, 55 years old, married, has two children; Patrick Kavanaugh, miner, aged 45 years, married, has six children; Patrick Murphy, laborer, 25 years, single; Patrick Harrison, laborer, Ju years old, single. Sweets for the Sweet. A. BROKEN-HEARTED widow, who recently lost her husband, dyed her lap-dog black while waiting for the latest style in mourning dress to be announced. Miss E. R. Skidmore, of Washington, is credited with having made SI,OOO out of her correspondence in connection with the President’s wedding. She is a credit to the profession. A CASE of domestic scandal was under discussion at a tea-table. Well, let us think the best of her we can,” said an elderly spinster. “Yes,” said another, “and say the worst.”

REPORTS ABOUT THE CORN. Indications that the Crop Is Well Past Any Serious Danger of Frost. The Farmers' Review, of Chicago, has been gathering reports from the corn-grow-ing States, of which the following is a summary: The corn crop had a week of hot and crowding weather, and the majority of the reports received at the close of the last week indicate that the crop is well past any serious danger of frost. In portions of Illinois, Missouri, Kansas, lowa, and Wisconsin the grain is already sufficiently matured to resist any injury from light frosts. The general averages indicated by the reports during the hist four weeks have not changed in any particular degree. In a i general way the prospects are still very good for a full average yield in Ohio, Michigan, Indiana, and Minnesota. Tlr erage prospective yield is lowest in Illinois, W isconsin, Missouri, and lowa, and ranges low in Kansas and Nebraska. The average for Illinois, according to reports from twenty-two of the principal corn-growing counties, is between 62 aud 65 per cent., and five of the counties report that the crop is out of all danger from frost. The most encouraging reports from Illinois ' come from Lee, Ford, and Morgan Conn- ! ties, and are the only ones giving a pros- i pect of a full average yield. The average ! is the lowest in Edwards and Mercer Conn- ; ties. In twenty counties of lowa the gen- j eral average ranges from 59 to 63 per cent. I In Cass and Carroll Counties the reports i show that the crop will give a full average 1 yield. In .Madison, Decatur. Alai ion, and ■ Appanoose Counties the axerage falls from 20 to 35 per cent, of an average yield. In Kansas the lowest average reported i s 25 per cent, and the highest 100. The aver- I age for the State ranges from 66 to 72 per I cent. In Missouri the average for the fifteen scattered counties falls below 50 per cent., with a general average of 58 per cent. ; In Wisconsin some of the counties indicate ! very low averages. In Grant, Fond du : Lac, and Sheboygan Counties the yield is placed at from ten to fifteen bushels an । acre. The average for the State runs very low. Fully one-half of the counties in Minnesota predict a full average yield. In Pipestone County the average yield promises to be the largest ever raised in that county. In Michigan the yield will bo nearly a full average, and in Indiana will probably exceed the yield of a year ago. In Nebraska the yield will be fully 85 per cent, of an average void. The reports continue to indicate that early plan Jed potatoes promise a fair yield, while nearly all late-]>lanted potatoes are very poor, indicating gemrally less than one-fourth the usual yield. The average for the total crop will exceed very little more than one-half the usual yield. Late rains have improved the pastures somewhat in lowa and Illinois, where the grass in many sections is reported short but green. In otln r large sections pastures I dr; a I short and cattle lean. In many portions of Illinois, Missouri, lowa, Minnesota, and Kai sas corn is being cut in large quantities for fodder. Hogs are n port, d light but gen rally healthy. Hog cholera is report-d m Jasper County, Illinois, and in O a 1 ('our ty, Missouri, la gs are dying frm i an unknown di-ea- e. in aim 's fuorjn: xhn. He Is Secretly Married in New York to a Young Catholic Girl. New York telegram.: James G. Blaine, Jr., youngest son of ex-Senator James G. Blaine, was married in the rectory of St. Lios Roman Catholic Church in this city, last Monday afternoon, to Miss Marie Nevins, daughter of Col. Richard Nevins, of Columbus, Ohio. The ceremony w s performed by the Rev. Father Thomas J. Ducey, pastor of the church. There was no one else present. Young Mr. Blaine is the favorite son of his distinguished father. He is about 20 years old, and has not yet completed his collegiate course. Mr. Frank Nevins, the youngest son of Col. Nevins, has been in business at Augusta, Me., for several months past. His sister Marie visited him in Augusta during the last summer, and there met for the first time, her husband. Miss Nevins spent several weeks at Augusta and Bar Harbor, where she joined her parents, returning to this city with them a week ago last Friday. They took rooms here at the New York Hotel. It is understood that Air. Blaine followed very soon after Miss Nevins’ departure from Maine, and was the guest of her parents at the hotel. Mr. Blaine applied to Archbishop Corrigan on Saturday, September 4, for a dispensation, Miss Nevins being a Catholic. Miss Nevins then for the first time informed her family, and with her happy young husband started for Augusta to apprise his father. Miss Nevins is nineteen years old. She has fair hair, a handsome presence, and an exceptionally beautiful face. She is said by her friends to be a woman of many brilliant mental and social accomplishments. She is a member of one of the oldest and most distinguished families of Ohio.

IM PEN DING ST A RVATION. By the Failure of the Labrador Fisheries Thousands Are Made Destitute. [Halifax (N. S.) dispatch.] Alfred B. Monine, member of the Newfoundland Legislature for Bonavista, now here, says: “The Labrador fisheries .are an entire failure; at their best they afford but a bare subsistence, a-birty thousand people go from Newfoundland to Labrador for fish every year. This year they have not caught enough to pay the cost of transportation and supplies. At least 20,000 more people are .dependent upon the success of the above-mentioned 30,000. The total failure of the shore fishery this year renm-rs 70,000 people destitute, only 20,000 of those depending upon them being prepared to stand the loss ot a year s labor. The people have barely enough for the present necessities, and no means of earning a dollar. The only relief to this picture is the fact that the potato crop, the only crop raised on the island, is turning out well, and will yield about a peek per head of population. This seems bigblv colored, in view of the recent fabrications of starvation stories among the Labrador Esquimaux, but it is the plain English of actual facts and inevitable consequences.” English Women. I have rarely known a perfectly agreeable English woman, unless she was an Irishman, which is a bull and beside the question. When the English woman has culture and learning, she becomes a blue-stocking; when she has not, she remains the poor, slavish thing which the inherent brute in the Anglo-Saxon character makes her. Noxv and then you see a be utiful woman in England, in which event sho is likely to be a bar-maid. But the rule is otherwise.— Courier-Journal.

NUMBER 12.

INDIANA STATE NEWS. —About twelve miles west of Shoals, Jacob Jones, a young man, was shot and instantly killed by Stephen Miles. The difficulty grew out of an old-time feud. Jones, it seems, was angry at the whole Miles family, and about two months ago he caught Vincent Miles, a brother of Stephen, and beat him brutally with brass knueks. Since that time Jones has, on several occasions, gone to Vincent Mile’s residence and abused and blackguarded his wife. The men met recently, no one being present but the two Mileses, Stephen and Vincent, and Jones. As soon as they met, Jones drew his revolver and snapped it at Vincent Miles two or three times. । Stephen, trying as best he could to pre- ! vent Jones killing his brother, finally discharged a load of shot into his abdomen, killing him instantly. —Recently Chesley L. Vest, of Scott County, was crossing a pasture on his farm when a Jersey bull attacked him and gored him so badly that he bled to death from the wound in his side. Shortly after B. H. Vest, a brother of the dead man, was thrown from a wagon and had his neck । broken. A short time after Mrs. Chesley Vest received a slight cut, which ordinarily would have amounted to little, but owing io ■ the trouble so suddenly thrown upon the ! family she gave way and is not expected to ■ live. Just one year before the day upon ! which Chesley Vest met his death his son Morris n’s head was completely torn from i his shoulders by the explosion of a gun [ which be was loading. —The synodical meeting of the Woman's Home and Foreign Missionary societies of the Presbyterian Church will be held in , Fort Wayne, October 20 and 21. About three hundred ladies will be in attendance, ; and workers from China, India, Japan, | Mexico, and among the freedmen and the I Mormons, now home on a furlough, will be present. A museum of foreign curiosities will be under the management of Mis. M. C. Garvin, and a bazaar of Syrian and Egyptian articles will be attended by a ( native Egyptian girl. —Hog cholera of a very malignant typo ! is making devastating ravages among the i farmers of Hendricks County. Washington j Township has the worst sufferers. In some instances droves of hogs numbering from eighty to 100 head have been stricken with the disease, aud all have died. Farmers are greatly discouraged, as they hoped to realize considerably from their hogs this year, being blessed with a bountiful corn crop. Their loss in this county will amount to many thousand dollars. —ln order to do some drilling and blasting in the Wabash River at Logansport, a dam was built above the island at that place, and all the water sent around by the j south side. As the water flowed out of the i north branch thousands of fish were disclosed to view,and hundreds of men,women, and children, armed with every conceivable kind of implement, took advantage of the : • • u-inu to lay in a stock of brain food for winter use. One man Secured a pound catfish. —Hogs are so plenty in New Albany that they sometimes impede locomotion. A young girl, arrayed in xvhite, was going into the front gate of a neighbor’s house, when a venerable porker that had invaded the jilace ran out of the gateway between the ] e.lal extremities of the girl, making a wreck of her dress and knocking her down. : She was not severely injured, but was almost scared to death. —Lithographic stone, from a quarry near Fayetteville, Lawrence County, has been tested by lithognqihers at Chicago, । and is pronounced as good as the German i stone. They offer to pay for all this stono shipped to Chicago the same price they j now pay for the stone imported from Ger- | many. This is the only stone thus far found in the United States as good as tha German stone. —lt is now believed that the man who recently disappeared from near New Providence, was murdered. The fellow and his family, who were suspected, have suddenly left the place. A posse of men searching the neighborhood found a grave, which, however, had recently been robbed of its inmate. —A barn, together with 500 bushels of wheat, and all the farming implements on the farm of Frank Grimwood, in Scott I Township, Vanderberg County, were destroyed by lire on Sunday night. Loss, $2,500, no insurance. The barn was set • on lire by tramps. -—Black diphtheria is ery prevalent at

Logansport, and the Journal, of that city, asks the health board to resign because they allow public funerals of the victims and otherwise neglect sanitary measures. Ten new cases were reported in oue day. —A4>retty 18-year-old Terre Haute girl asked ' permission to go to a picnic, and, because her mother refused to grant the request, she took a large dose of morphine with suicidal intent. Prompt medical attention saved her life. —An old blind soldier of Jefferson County has received news that his pension claim has been allowed at the rate of $72 per month. He will receive, to start with, $11,764. He has been prosecuting this case ever since 1869. .—While digging in the clay pit of a tile factory on a farm eleven miles west of Kokomo, at New London, a man excavated the teeth of a large mastodon, one of which weighed five pounds and measured nineteen inches around. —The migratory birds are said to be leaving the northern part of the State for a warmer latitude a full month earlier than ever known before, and the weather prophets are therefore predicting an early winter. —The receipts of the art loan exhibition, given by the G. A. R., of Wabash, were SI,BOO, and the expenses SBOO, leaving SI,OOO as a starter for the county soldiers’ monument. —An early rose potato, twenty-one and a half inches around one way and eight and three-quarter inches the other way, is exhibited by a DeKalb County farmer. —A 3-year-old boy of Xenia, got hold of a pistol, and while playing with it was killed by its accidental discharge. —A large white swan was shot near Columbus recently.