St. Joseph County Independent, Volume 16, Number 39, Walkerton, St. Joseph County, 4 April 1891 — Page 3

CHUB. A Rwiance of West Virginia. BY DAVID LOWRY. CHAPTER I. THE FIGHT AT THE CORNERS. “Touch him! Fut a finger on him if you dare! I’ll put a bullet through the first man who makes a move.” The crowd fell back before Chub’s flashing eyes. Every man there knew she would shoot as quick as sho would look or speak. Chub Dawson held her head erect, defiant: her 1 osom heaved with emotion. Her hands clutched her rifle with a tense grasp that afforded an outlet for the passion that blazed out in the defiant threat that caused those nearest her to recoil in dread. •‘Yon are a lot of cowards. A great set oi 1 ig. hulking loafers, to set on one man. If he had a fair show—as he will have—he'd whip the best man your crowd can pick to set up against him. I want you to leave him. Git, now. If there's any shootin’ done now, I'll take a baud in it myself.” “Sho! now, Chub, you’d oughtn’t to.” “Steve Tredd'e, the best tiling you can do is to cut sticks. Who made you spokesman for the Corners'?” ‘ The crowd laughed, faintly, to be sure, but the contempt in Chub's voice e ‘hoed the sentiments of more than one there. Besides, the crowd was ready now to laugh at anything. They had witness'd enough bloodletting for one day, and Chub s appear ance on the scene, unexpected as it was, proved timely in more ways than one. The crowd looked at each other sheepishly, and slunk off. Soon there was , only Chub and Dan Bash left. j “You had to fight, I suppose,” said Chub, as she looked, first at the ground, I then at Dan's face. Dan’s eye was marked. There, was a red gash on one cheek, too, and his clothes were covered with dust —dust that had been lying on the roa 1. “I couldn't help it.” Dan did not apologize—did not explain. He simply told the truth. “I suppose I can tel! how it happened. You quarreled with Ned Monk.” “No. He quarreled with me.” “Coulun't you get awayfrom him?” “Why should I try to avoid any man?” Dan looked at (.hub in away that brought the blood to her cheeks, and knowing it Chub grew, or pretended to grow, very angry again. “Yes, it is a nice, way for men to maul and pound each other —to bite and kick, and — and — and scratch — and— and—gouge, and ” Chub paused for lack of words to express her disgust. “I tell you it was no more my fault than it Is yours. He crowded me twice. I was here on business. I didn't come of my own choice. I had to talk to the school directors —had to wait here to see two of them, and the crowd was here, shooting at a mark. I was sitting right where you are standing, when first Ned Monk tramped on my foot. I pushed him off, and when he didn’t apologize I he wanted to fight, and picked on me. When he said he could whip me, what ought Ito have done? Run?” “No,” said Chub in a low tone, with flaming cheeks. “I didn't! I stood up; they all gathered around, and. before he suspected it, I had him on his back. I knocked him down three times in succession, and then his brother Bill came at me. I knocked him down, too; I had them down, when one of the gang hit me with a stone on the cheek bone, here.” Dan pointed to his eye. “That knocked me down—then three of them were on me at one time. That was what made me pull the gun, and shoot Ned Monk. If I had shot him through the heart, I would have served him right, tile coward!” “Yes, you would!” said Chub, admiringly. “Well, I didn't know the ins and •outs of it. 1 believe you, though. I’d sooner take your word, Dan Bash, than the whole crowd's!” “I’m obliged to you, Miss Dawson.” “Don’t ‘Miss’ me—my name’s just Chub. ” “Well, Chub, then. I owe you mv life. ” “Nonsense. Nothing of the kind. 1 just happened to come over in time—that’s all. I thought our Ben v. as here —and-—■” Chub paused. She con’d not. would not tell a lie. and the truth was she had heard the shouts of the combatants as she stood on her father’s back porch. There was no one in the house but ' herself. To pick up th? rifle she was familiar with, and had used for more than a year, • and run over the low hili between' her , father's house and the tavern and ■ smithy occupied less than two minutes. ! She burst upon the crowd like an I avenging angel. Her hair, worn in loose curls, was flying over her shoulders, her bonnet had fallen back on her neck, and her face was set with scorn and passion as she ■ aimed Her gun at the crowd and com- ■ manded them to desist Half a dozen had gathered about Dan I Bash; they meant murder, but Dan j managed to get his back against the ‘ smithy, and was striking out right and j left when ( hub Daw-on interposed in the I very nick of time. “You'd maybe best go to our house j till pa comes home, Mr. Bash.” Dan Bash me I tated. It was good advice. The chances' were that if he met any of the rowd l ■controlled by the Monks they would re- ’ sume the quarrel, and he would either suffer at their hands or be compelled to I kill some of tlwm to save his own life. | But Dan's sober second thought governed him. “No, I am obliged to you for the offer, but I’ll not let anything prevent me from attending to the business that | brought me here. I’ll go back the way I < ame. ” “You know best,” said Chub, stiffly. Then she looked at him covertly, turned and hastened home, while Dan Bash looked after her. “She don’t think how much I’ve saved her. What a splendid woman she is!” Dan added to himself as he sat down again and sighed. The landlord, whc had remained in

his house all this time, looking on, camo out now. Then his wife, an old woman, much older than the landlord (it was said he married her for her property), stood in the doorway, looking at Dan Bash. “I told you you’d find it rough traveling on the mountains,” said the landlord with a cough. “Yes—and more than me finds it rough,” replied Dan, dryly. “The boys think you are too—too ” “I know what you would say,” interposed Dan. “Too fine. Well, I wear a clean shirt. I keep my face clean —and I mind my own business, Mr. Potts. ” “Yes, yes—you do, indeed. Same time, the boys ’round the crik think you’re kind o’ upset ” “Well, I think an American citizen is entitled to his opinion. I have mine.” “I’m not agreein’ with the boys, Mr. Bash. Oh, no! Not at all!” “Mr. Potts!” Bash spoke sharply. His voice expressed contempt Mrs. Potts, listening in the doorway, thought he was “awful high-strung. ” “Mr. Potts, I don’t care the price of a pine cone for the opinion of such of the ‘boys’ as you mean. Respectable people I respect—-I don’t waste time on any others. I’ve better things, more important things to occupy my mind, and you are at liberty to say this to the ‘boys’ when you seo them again.” “I—l—l’d ought to told you, Mr. Bash, but them two directors you say you want to see—why, I heard this morning as how they’d changed their mind ’bout coinin’ over to the Corners.” “What’s that, Mr. Potts?” “Why, they're goin’ to ’Squire Meeks’ to a plowin’ match—some -ew-fanglcd plow, I reckon. So, you'll j meet 'em । here to-day. ” „ , “Thank you,” said Dan Bash, as be j started to his feet. “I'll try to seo them before night. ” As he walked down the road rapidly, the landlord shook his head slowly. “There’ll he trouble grow out o' this day’s work, Susan. Mind my words. There’ll be trouble grow out of it. That young man’s powerful set in his way—powerful headstrong." Meantime Dan Bash walked rapidly along the road. He was resolved to ; make up for lost time. It was all im- | portant to see the directo” . He had much at stake. His pride was involved i now. He could not, would not turn j I back; come what might he would remain ! in the district until he was compelled to leave it A little more than a mile from the Corners the road dipped suddenly in a ravine—a cleft between the mountain tops. There was a very largo.spring in the ravine, and man and beast welcomed the sparkling clear water that challenged them there. Dan Bash bad slaked his thirst often on the roadside I there, and even now he promised him-elf I a good drink when he reached the । spring. Just beside the spring, concealed by 1 , the thick bushes near it, sat the Monk I brothers and a crony who was under i their control. I Bob Squatty was not a bad man. He ■ was, unfortunately, easily influenced, ■ and when he had a g ass of liquor under ■ ! his vest was as irresponsible as a I lunatic. ; I 'I he Monk brothers wore talking in low j tones to Bob as they were re-ting in the ' I shade. > । “Squatty," said Nod Monk, “whatever ! | happens, you must bo as silent as the • ■ grave. ” ; “Or maybe you'll go to an early grave, ” I said Bill .Monk, meaningly. “Exactly," echoed Ned. : I'll bo mum,” said Squatty. “I -f you ~iit'M'i inii. -nm Bill. ' “Bill,” said Ned, looking at his brother, j “do you knu - I believe Squatty would rather have s tongue cut out or his eyes burned out than give you and mo away?” Squatty shivered and tried to laugh. “Oh. here, now, you fellows know I'm with you. What's the use talkin'?” “None whatever,” said Ned Monk. He arose, stepped out on the road, i crossed it. looked over to the Corners, I and came ba k. “Squatty—mind! Mum's the word. ! We may want you to help dig a grave • round here soon. ” [ Squatty shivered azain He knew they were therefor murder. • Who could it be but Bash? W ell—ho j would help—he must help, Squatty said i to himself, hut h’s cowardly soul seemed i to shrink into even smaller dimensions : as he shivered the third time. j “Squatty” said Ned Monk, as he : brought his hand heavily down on his | listener’s knee, “we're goin' to settle Dan ; Bash. He’s coinin’ down the road. । He’ll be here dreckly. If you don’t help | —we’ll kill yon! There ain’t no chance to go back on this deal, Squatty.” Poor Bob Squatty's teeth chattered now, but lie was in for it. He would have his throat cut if lie didn't obey—- ! so he concluded lie would render all the assistance in his power, so as to make a clean, sure job of it. CHAPTER 11. LYING IN WAIT. i Blit the Monks were iot to have it all their own way. j As rapidly as Dan Bash strode along, ■ there were feet as swift as his. A pair of light feet that cut across a ' I hills’do, within view of the traveled I toad; a pair of hands that pushed aside ■ bushes and overhanging branches of trees quickly. It was Belle Daw.-on, otherwise known throughout the district as “Chub” Dawson. Instead of going home again, as Bash i and Mr. I’otts surra sod, Chub paused , when she disappeared around the hill, j I pondered, and suddenly made her way ! I by a short cut across to a point where i I she could observe the road. ; Once there, she shielded her eyes and । looked stead ly. What did she see? j A man. Yes, plainly a man. He stood ।in the middle of the road. Chub could ; see him turn a:.d lo J< back. Then she : observed a second man. He, too, stood I in the ra ddle of the road, and, like his comrade, looked back. “The cowards!” ( hub muttered. “It's i the Monks. (’hub mused. “If Igo back home and find my father, I by the time we can get around they'll I get the advantage of him.” I Then another thought darted into Chub's brain. She caught her breath. “Maybe they mean to murder him.” It was an easy matter. Anybody could conceal themselves among the bushes, pounce on the wayfarer, overpower, kill him and (onceal his body among the he’avy undergrowth. Chub looked again. There was nobody in view. The assassins had concealed themselves.

Chub darted onward, forgetting her rifle was hanging loosely in one 1 until it caught on a twig. suddenly stopped, examined it carol y» grasped it tightly, and ran on again. Thore was a life at stake now. »ne could not walk. Over the boulders, over logs, over the e'ear spots and rouga places she knew so well. Chub sped. “I hope I'll be in time—l hope I H tie in time,” sho said to herself as she hurried toward Hie spring in the ravine. Meantime Dan Bash walked faster and faster toward his fate. He was resolved now to decide tno question whether ha would remain in the district, at fair wages for teaching the school on the mountains, or “grub around roots” for such wages as the farmers could.afford to pay him. He had excellent reasons, satisfactory to himself, for carrying out his original plan. There would have been less reason to remain in the district if ho had not encountered the ill-will of the young men who assumed the right to control the school and all public affairs, by the exercise of mere brute strength. The Monks and their asso dates jeered at reason. Common sense, and fair play, and justice were things they never took account of. As Dan Bash walked on, swinging at a free, independent gait, ho remembered the murderous looks Ned and Bill Monk gave him when Chub Dawson interposed in time to save him from being maimed or murdered by the gang. He realized fully the nature of the contest ho had entered upon, but he had noG invited it. The quarrel was forced uporj

him. t . But he had a good deal to Iparn. I He did not know the depth of t.WW | nwnnnoss to which the Monks WOUlwl stoop to get the better of an antagonists He had yet to learn that the Munks and? their assistants deemed all means fair that promised them advantage. They never fought on equal terms, or singlehanded. Thore was always somebody in reserve—something that could be counted on with almost “dead certainty,” to employ Ned Monk's own words. The reader has seen how the brothers pressed poor Squatty into their service. “I hoar him coming, now,” said Ned Monk to his companions. “Now, Bill — I'll aim at him first I’ll try to make sure, just when he comes level with us ion the road. If I don't brkig him down, I i/ou shoot, then we'll both jump on him, and Squatty hero will help tho best ho I knows how.” I The little group of assassins hold their i breath until Dan Bash camo within fifty yards of their place of concealment Something caused Bash to halt. Was it. a forewarning? He glanced up and down the road, । stooped suddenly, and picked up a stone and a heavy stick. Then ho walked on. As he neared the spot where the trio were coneealo I, N<‘d Monk he'd his rifle । firmly in his hand in front of him, ready ' to bring it up to his shoulder. > Dan Bash walked on resolutely, all I unconscious of the danger threatening | him. As Ned Monk observed him nearing him he drew up his gun His tinner was on the trigger, when a crack of a rifle . startled the group A bullet cut a twig I just over Ned Monk's head. Dan Bash halted. He thought tho ; shot, was aimed at him Ned Monk ruse up suddenly, ills companions half-rose and peered around, right and loft. Dan Bash walked on, g asping th*, stane in one hand, concealing it from view, and resolve I, in case he was assaulted. to wield his stick to the best ; advantage. .fWWHIffTnTt /J I xwmn <fW4“v«Td:itty rushed^* I on him. h Ci The assassins had changed their p!a> Y They were resolved to carry out the, 1 original scheme. They would kill him, and then take i care of the person who had shot at Ned I Monk. Bill Monk - had a knife open in his I right hand; Squatty ha I a chib. Both I I were approaching him—the one with ui> I ; raised knife, the oth r with upraised I I club — whi'n a hot was h ard; Bill , i Monk's arm dropped, and t) t mo- | ! ment Chub Dawson sprang ’ en Ned ’ i Munk and his brother Bill. j At the -.ime instant Dan Bash brought i । his stick down so hard on Squatty's arm | that that individual howled with pain. He thought his arm was broken. “Murderers!” Chub Dawson at that moment was the j embodiment of vengeance. i Her eyes blazed with passion as she ' timed, first to Ned, then to Bill Monk. “Yoi Monks, as sure as you stand there, I'll bore a hole in both of you. ' You think you are nut watched. Well, [ you had b-st. move on now, or you'll have more than Chub Dawson to deal I with. Take my advice. Move! Make । yourselves scarce as quick as your feet will let you, be< ause you may came to i grief if you don't ” i Ned Monk half drew his rifle. He had half a mind to fight the woman, and the I man she had defended a se ond time that i day. "Come, Ned. We'll only make trouble fightin' Chub,’’said Bill Monk, hastily. He thought her father was following. Her language warranted some such inference. As for Squatty, h< was already edging away as rapidly from the range I of Chub's rifle as he could move without ; running. ! “Curse her! She's wounded my arm,” said Bill Monk. “The next shot will bo nearer yj. t heart. Mak > another move — dare<j^ touch Dan Bash, and one of you die^^ I die the -ami' minute.” "We'll remember you, Chub,” said Monk, as he hastily xvalkod after n^ | brother Bill. "Do,” said Chub. Thon, elevating her J voice: "You don't want a lock of my hair I 1 guess, the way you are moving.” The last thing tho cowardly trio hoard as they walked on down the dusty road was < hub Dawson's ringing laugh. [to BE CONTINUED.] Irish dividends. Ihe silver mines of Nevada have not been all profit to their shareholders, nor made many of them, comparatively speaking, millionaires. Outside of Conj solidated Virginia and California the , Comstock mines represent an actual loss ;of 060,000 in assessments in twentyI five years. Sierra Nevada is the banner stock for assessments, having depleted the cash assets of its stockholders by •1515,950,000, and returned dividends in scarcely a sixth of that sum, Os other stocks Union has drawn 93,310,000 in assessments and never j aid a dividend while Justice has belied its name by taking 93,500,000 from its stockholders and not returning them a cent. — Portland Oregonian. It isn’t at all hard to be poor; it’g 1 dev’lislt easy. i

PLEASURE AND PAIN ENTERING INDIANA HEARTS AND HOMES, Colunibiiß Dxvart Dead— Favorable Test of the Sugar-Beet—Found Dead in Bed— Mew $15,000 Church at Martinsville— Accidents, Deaths, mid Suicides. —Vicennes thinks of starting a shoe factory. —Stock can’t go at large in Vanderburg County. —Valparaiso’s raising funds to build a memorial hall. —LaPorte trotting club’s races come off July 3 and 4. —Over three hundred people in Edinburg have the grip. —Evansville’s new city directory contains 22,9(5(5 names. —Grubbs & Son’s big planing mill burned at Glenwood. —Knightstown vigorously works to secure free turnpikes. —Martinsville is soon to have a new 915,000 furniture factory. —A grand fox-drive, near Fortville, resulted in capturing one fox. —Herbert Bruce, of Columbus, Is 13 years old, but weighs 2115 pounds. i —An in'endiary attempt was made to | burn Owensville post office building.

— Washington’s to manufacture rkniokeless fuel to cost 94.50 per ton. —Madison County farmers never had | a better outlook for a big wheat crop. —American Starch Company, Columbus, uses (5,000 bushels of corn per day. —The coal underlying a twelve acre tract in Parke County solji for 950,000. —lndiana building stone quarries cover a surface of more than 200 square miles. —Thomas Duke, a farmer living near Waynetown, fell dead. Cause, heart disease. —William Paddock, an aged citizen, was found dead in bed at Cambridge City. —Henry Grevio, Aurora, attempted suicide by hanging: found, cut down, will live. —Lewis Willy and Isaac Sefton sue tiie Decatur County Agricultural Society for 95.335.' —Win. Patterson died at New Albany from injuries received in a railway accident there. —Religious revivals and lanrippe have made the winter of '9l a memorable one to Indianans. —A new bank is being organized by some of the leading German citizens in New Albany. —Met Tarlton. Greenwood, tried to suicide with morphine. Stomach pump restored him. —Mrs. Malinda Brown, one of the oldest and best-known settlers of Cass County, is dead. —The memlxTs of the Christian Church in Martinsville, are preparing to build a new 915,000 church. -—George E. Toner, of Edinburg, has a hen that has laid an egg which meas-

"i " IHMUJU RIIIi —lll UJimr V VIHU -*VI t3ll AV i’V-j-rW" * Haute a vein of valuable coal was struck i at a depth of 175 feet. — Land In Lake County which sold * three months ago for *SO and Sloo per acre now brings >3OO and -|oo. —During the last fiscal year *3d,OGt pieces of mail matter were handled at the Crawfordsville postotlke. —Charles Dickson, a coal-miner of । Brazil, was killed while removing pillars , in the mine, by falling -late. I —Elder E. 55. Hammond, of Spencer, has been called to the pastorate of the Christian Church in Seymour. —A South Bend -aloon keeper had to pay >lO for selling whisky to four school boys—all under 1? years of age. — Miss .Jane Shuler, of W alesboro. was run over by a cow. sustaining injuries from which -he may not. recover. —A calf with two tails, one growing out between its shoulders, is an interesting curiosity in a neighborhood near New Albany. —Mrs. Cornelius DeHilt, Lafayette, fell dead in her husband’s arms as he was assisting her from a carriage. Heart, disease. —While blasting stumps on his farm north of Washington Ben Feney had an eye blown out and was seriously injured otherwise. —The newspaper agents of New Albany have organized a protective association for united protection against dishonest subscribers. —Supt. Kennedy, Muncie pulp works, arrested for violation of eight-hour lawcompelled his men to work ten hours without extra pay. —Mrs. John Hiekler, of Terre Haute, received a painful wound from a bullet fired from a ilobert rille in the hands of a lad named Kloer. —Tim new glass factory in course of construction at Dunkirk is nearing completion, and will be ready for operation by the first of May. —A witness in a case at Crawfordsville testified that the reputation of the defendant for honesty was good, but. that for stealing it was bad. —Clark Albertson and Anna Crone, living near Martinsville, wer^ married last week - . The bride is 38 years old and weighs 250 pounds: the groom is 1!) and weighs 110. —Bush Chambers, Columbus, attacked by a mad cow last week, had to have a limb amputated, will die from the shock. —A distressing accident occurred near Delphi. Augustus Stone? and Ovan Million were hunting ducks along the Tippecanoe river. The rifle Million carried was accidently discharged, and the bullet entered young Stoner’s abdomen, injuring him so badly that iie died in a tew hours. The boys were 15 years of age, and both belonged to prominent families.

—John Loew and George W. Taylor, of Aurora, indulged in a shooting affray, but no serious injuries resulted. —Hon. Ithamar Davison, a prominent farmer, was thrown from a vehicle a few miles west of Shelbyville, and badly hurt. He was at one time a member of the Legislature. —As George W. Lane, of Harrison County, was accompanying Mrs. Amanda Harris home from church he was assaulted by three brothers of Mrs. Harris and severely handled. —lt is reported that Florence Hurschell, whose mysterious disappearance from New Albany, several months ago, caused so much excitement in that city, is now in a Cincinnati’hospital. —“Bullfoot” Kernoodle, who is now serving a term at the Michigan City PenI ilentiary, is one of the three heirs to | 91,600 pension money just allowed his deceased father, late of Crawfordsville. —Little Charley Johnson, who went gleefully forth to play at Evansville with both pants pockets full of loose gunpowder, will not join his mates in merry sport for several weeks to come—he does not care for play now. —Thomas Hall, a dwarf, xvho died at Columbus recently, left an estate valued at 915,000. In his will he bequeathed §2,000 to the Christian Church. He died from the effects of a broken legs, which was the twenty-seventh time his leg had

been broken. —While Harry Thomas, of Muncie, aged 16, was hunting, in discharging his too heavily loaded shot-gun, it exploded. A piece of tho barrel knocked out one eye and badly fractured the young man's skull. Fears of his recovery are entertained. —Tiie barns blonging to Burr Haws and Mrs. L. A. Chamberlain, near Washington, were burned by incendiaries. A large number of barns have been burned in Daviess County in the past year, and it is thought to be the work of an organized gang of vandals. —There was a bad smash-up on the Chicago & Eastern Illinois Road, at Norton creek, a few miles from Clinton. A north-bound freight run into a coal train, ditching fourteen cars. The engineer jumped, and his shoulder was dislocated in the fall. The engine and several cars were badly damaged. —Six local capitalists of Peru have subscribed funds sufficient to place Peru in the Indiana and Michigan Base-ball League, which as now organized, comprises Peru, Fort Wayne, Anderson, South Bend, Grand Rapids, Jackson, Bay City and Saginaw. A strong team will be engaged at once. The season will open May 15, closing Sept. 5. - Nixon Rush.. Sr.^was run down by the local freight, while switching, at Fairmount, and fatally injured. Ho was walking alongside a switch when the corner of a box car st ruck him, knocking him down, and, his clothing catching somehow, he was dragged for some distance. Mr. Rush is deaf and did not hear the engine approaching. —A powerful gas well was opened up i in the geographical center of Kokomo,

city limits for two yea is. It, is owned ! by a local syndicate, who will sink other ' wells immediately. This well is for the 1 purpose of supplping gas for operating j an electric street railway and the Wat- : son-Bruner planing mill and furniture I factory. | —Judge Snvdcr, of the Montgomery I County Court, has made a ruling in tho injunction suit to restrain the city of j Crawfordsville from putting in an electric light pla - t for the purpose of supplying light for public purposes and to private consumers. He held that tho city can put in the plant for the purpose of street-lighting, but could not furnish । light to private consumers, unless the Supreme Court shall make a new ruling. —At Russiaville, there is a family livj ing under one roof which consists of four separate generations. The greatgrandmother, Mrs. Susan Orr, whose I maiden name ^as Koukle, was born in ■ Westmoreland County, Pa., Oct. 11, i 1802, being almost 90 years old. The 1 grandmother, Mary Ann Hannas, was i born in Switzerland County, Ind., Nov. , '.'4, 1828, and is 63 years old. The | mother, Mrs. Julia Evans, was born in Switzerland County, Ind., June 4, 1852, । and is 38 years old. The daughter. Miss I Cora Evans, was born in Tipton County, ! Aug. 4, 1876. Grandma Orr, although : almost a centenarian, is still very viva- ' cions, and retains her intellectual facul- । ties to a marked degree. She will no doubt reach her one-hundreth anniversary. —The test that was made in tho growth of the German sugar beet in the soil of Bartholomew County has been made by a Government ehemist, and is very satisfactory. The beets produced on the farm of Frank Graves show 14 l-lo per cent, sugar, or 280.20 pounds of sugar per ton. The Government bounty of 2 , cents a pound on this showing would be 95.(50 a ton. If raw sugar can be sold for 2 cents per pound, the product of one ton would be 98.40, after paying the bounty. Thore will be a large amount ' of the French sugar-beet grown this season. It is estimated that at least four tons of those beets can be produced on one aero, which xvill make the crop profitable. and may tend to tevolutionize the agricultural interest in that part of the State anil establish a factory there. —James r l olin, aged 19, anil living on a !

farm near '1 ipton, attempted to commit suicide by taking poison. lie was saved by the aid of a stomach pump. —George Knotts, Jack - I’ufiinberger ami George Robertson, who were arrested for seining fish from White River in September last, wore tried in the Circuit Court at Columbus. They were each fined .*SO and costs. State Fish Commissioner Dennis was present during the entire trial and made a hard light. Other prosecutions will follow. j

THE SUNDAY SCHOOL. THOUGHTS WORTHY OF CALM REFLECTION. A Pleasant, Interesting, and Instructive Lesson and Where It May Be found—A Learned and Concise Review of ths Same. The lesson for Sunday, April 5, may be found in 2 Kings 7: 1-16. INTRODUCTORY. We enter with this Sunday upon another quarter’s lessons from the Old Testament. Through these three months we shall confine ourselves to the days of the kings, days full of picture lessons for the church of God. The lessons in this part of the Bible will close June 21 with “The Captivity of Judah.” Then we shall turn to the gospel of John. The Scripture for to-day is long, but it seems necessary to give the whole stirring narrative of Israel’s deliverance. If one ot the scholars would recite Byron’s “The Assyrian came down like a wolf on the fold,” it would add to the interest. WHAT THE LESSON SAYS. The word of the Lord. Rather than Elisha’s word, which the king, at first, seemed to demand. A measure. Hebrew, Seah, one and a half English pecks. Two measures. One word, double measure, like' he English “two-pence.” The seah is onethird of an ephah, which is next to the largest Jewish dry measure (a homer). Shekel. Literally a weight, three-fourths of an ounce, equal to from 55 to 60 cents. Called also “Stater.” See Variations. Gate. The open space near by making a convenient market place or even forum or meeting-place. “Lot sat In the gate ot Sodom.” Gen. 19: 1. Judges sat there. 1 Deut. 16: 18.

A lord. Revision, “captain.” Literally, a third man, 1. e., a chariot warrior, one of the three appointed to a war chariot, one with the spear, one with the shield, and one with the lines. This was hence, probably, one of the royal body-guard. Leaned. The privilege of the highest official In the king’s body-guard. If, not in the Hebrew. We know of the contemptuousness of this exclamation mainly through the discerning response it called forth. Windows, or sluices, as when “the windows of heaven (same word) were opened” for the rain in the days of the flood (Gen. 7: 11), Margin “flood-gates,) not eat. Note the contrast between “see” and “eat.” Leprous men. Men of grief, probably named from the lamentations they lifted. Entering of the gate. Or as we should say, gateway. Why sit we here? The “we” and “here” are expressively emphatic in the Hebrew. If. Or whether. Thus: whether we say we will enter the city. Fall into. In confessed weakness. The word signifies to fall as in battle. Tiie Douay translation here is peculiar. See Variations. If they save us also. The original Is very terse and strong, six words in all. Like, If life, life; if death, death. WHAT THE LESSON TEACHES. If the Lord would make windoxvs in heaven, might this thing be! It Is unbelief that speaks, incredulous, mocking unbelief. “Flood-gates,” the Douay version says. Heaven’s treasures thrown xvide open, the courtier scornfully cries, would not be sufficient. He has lost all faith in God’s power. so he has at last unfalth’s reward. “He that is filthy (of tho earth) let him be filthy still.” Have a care lest that famine through xvhich we some time pass, instead of quickening our spiritual sight, dull and harden and kill all that is for hope and held within us. Keep rather that lofty faith and confidence that speaks in the closing prophecy of the Old Testament. “Prove mo now herewith, saith the Lord of Hosts, if I xvlll not open you the windows of heaven, and pour you out a blessing that there shall not be room enough to receive It.” And they arose up in the twilight. Africa has gotten a new name today. They called on Thomas Johnson, the advocate of the African missions among the colored people, the other day in a ministers’ meeting, to report for bls church. “My church,” he said, “Is Africa, which you used to call the Dark ikm/lneet, but which is now the Twilight Continent. I think of it and dream of it. I carry it with me wherever I go; on my' ' ” letters, in my hat, the map of Africa seems written on my heart. O, save my poor neglected home people; for Jesus’ sake, do not give us up!” 5Ve do not well: this day is a day of good tidings, and wo hold our peace. And the day is still on. Ours is a time of glad tidings, and certainly if we bold our peace, we do not well. Christian America is peculiarly in the situation of those comforted lepers at the city’s gates. To remain quiet, and selfishly enjoy the gospel joys and privileges which ar ; ours is to do most illy. Says Henry Richards, the Congo missiona'y: “There seems t > be a great deal of that Jewish spirit about us. There is no doubt but that God took the privilege of preaching the gospel awayfrom the Jews because they refused to do it, and gave it to the Gentiles of Europe and America, and has opened up the world to them, and if they do not give the world the gospel, no doubt God will raise up some other race, and take that privilege of preaching away from them.” Henry Richards speak# the truth. Go and tell the king’s household. And where is the king’s household? Wherever there are lonely families, stricken souls to be helped, wherever there are men and women to be saved for King Immanuel. John Wesley was seeking them when he carried the real message of the gospel into students’ rooms and into humble homes of England. George Whitefield xvas getting at them when he lifted the gospel proclamation with such rare power under the open skies of Old and New England and surrounded himself with throngs of colliers and villagers. The missionary cf the cross is going to tell the king's household when he hastens to the benighted abroad or to the hopeless and neglected of our great cities. Wherever we go let us look for the king’s household. Say with the great French General Champlain on his tour of discovery and conquest, “These kingdoms are for God. ” Go and see. There ;re two similar and striking texts in this lesson, “Go and see” and “Go and tell.” After we go and see let us go and tell. Doubless there was much of unfaith in the heart of tho king. He could scarcely believe such good news. But he had a little faith, and the Lord, who is passing kind to us, takes even the little faith and makes it lead to great things. All he asks of us is to go and see. Stanley, as he came across the dark continent for the first time and met with the pious and . heroic Livingstone, saxv a grace displayed that put to confusion all his skeptical notions. Traveling later down the Congo and meeting with the native Christians at Banza Manteke, he beheld a xvork of spiritual regeneration that could not be gainsaid I and to which he gives calm but cordial recognition. W’hat Henry Mabie shall say to us of what he has been permitted to “go and see” in his tour of the missions we cannot yet tell, but we are sure that the story of what he now beholds will wonderfully thrill the hearts of the brotherhood. The way full of garments and vessels cast aside. Yes, and much more besides. Next Lesson—“ The Good and Evil in Jehu,” 2 Kings 10: 18-21.

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