St. Joseph County Independent, Volume 17, Number 48, Walkerton, St. Joseph County, 18 June 1892 — Page 7

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WfWil |ff® ''C^AMCY^ J"* SB f^4wf *^| 'Wr^F^ P Genevieve Ulmer CHAPTER XIV. “SOMETEIXG U?!” Ralph Prescott awaited the effect of 3iis Words with eager triumph. He ' •counted on frightening Ids enemy by I ■betraying a knowledge of his affairs —by j threatening to employ 1 hat knowi<dge| to cause him serious trouble. He had miscalculated his man, how- ; •ever. Paul Dalton, the farm superintendent, had been a problem to him in ' the past—Paul Dalton, the heartless ' •seeker after wealth, was no less an enigma. He had started slightly at Prescott’s I srevelation, but that was the only evi»dence of internal emotion that he be"trayed. A cool, derisive smi'.e on his sneering lips, he laughed jarringly. *oh! you’ve found that out, have you?” “I have,” retorted Prescott, angrily, mettled at his failure to abash his foe. “And that would be your first. move?” “Yes, it would." “Bigamy, I believe you said?” “Yes, and an ugly word it is in the -oouatry courts, I can tell you. It. ain’t ; like your city divorce courts, and bribed juries, and corrupt judg e—it’s the un•bought, indignant verdict of honest anen. ” “Like you and I—eh, Prescott?” jeered the other. “No!” fairly choked the plotter, driven “to the verge of uncontrollable rage by the tantalizing audacity of his compan- i ion, “farmers and—n il ers. ” “So,” purred Dalton. “Verj 7 good. I ’•Quite a joke, Prescott,” and he placed! .bis hand familiarly on Prescott’s shoulder, while the latter started as if stung by a serpent. “Well, that will be ! move one, eh?” “Yes, it will.” “Bigamy?” “I said it.” “It won’t work.” “Won’t it?" “No. I see move one, and checkmate it.” “Do you?” “Yes. I silence all that babbie with a letter I have in my pocket. ’’ “From who?” “Never mind that, but it shows that Isabel, first wife of Paul Dalton, died '■exactly two months before Paul Dalton married wife number two. Come on, IPrescott. ” With mock friendly familiarity, as if -they had been brothers, comrades, all ■their lives, Paul Dalton locked arms with his companion. The_latter_wus—over a quater; al-1 •o^passion. Chagrin, disappointment, i xage seemed to consume his soul like 1 the blast of a red-hot furnace. i The stony-hearted man at his side little dreamt of his peril. Had Ralph Prt scott been armed he "would have struck his victorious foe his death-blow then and there, made half frantic by the stinging taunts that fate seemed to award him at every new move he made. Oh, it was maddening! This man was a demon, a trickster in magic. He escaped scot-free from nets that I would enmesh and destroy an average I .man. He let others plot, bided his time, and appeared at a critical moment to put out Ins hand and pluck the lich fruit before .him, while the schemer gnashed his •teeth in impotent rage. Rather dragged along than led, Ralph .‘Prescott was forced to accompany the ■ man who seemed to be the master of his I fate. As in a dream, he found himself, ten j minutes later, seated in the library of i Lawyer Drew’s house, with Paul Dal- • ton opposite him, smiling blandly. “Thought I might want a witness,” . spoke the latter. “It’s no use, Pres- I •cott; I wen t fight with you.” Lawyer Drew, prim, severe and keen- ! •eyed, entered the room a minute later. | “Good evening, Mr. Prescott; good I evening, Mr. ?” “Dalton. ” The lawyer started, and stared sharp- < ly at the last speaker through his goldTimmed eye-glasses. i “Ah! yes,” he said slowly and dubious- i ly; “Mr. Dalton—Mr. Paul Dalton. I i see—l see. The legatee of my client, I s Mr. Geoffrey Forsythe. I believe II i .have seen you at Maple Leaf farm?” “Once or twice,” assented Dalton, ‘ < -carelessly. I “I would not have known you.” ; “I have changed, I suppose.” “Remarkably.” t “Well, beggary makes a man wear a t mask of humility sometimes,” was the bare-faced admission of audacity. “You know my business, Mr. Drew?” < "I can surmise it.” t “I come about the Forsythe legacy. I believe the old gentleman left me quite t a sum.” “Y'es. In cash and securities, it agjzregates some $50,000.” < “I want it." ’ ! 1 The lawyer looked grave. He did not • like this young man with his flippant -eyes and aggressive ways. “I presume you are aware that a i -transaction of this importance and mag:»itude cannot be consummated in an hour?” he remarked. “I don’t see why not,” interrupted , Dalton impatiently. “It was left to me, I < -wasn’t it?” 1 “Yes, to Paul Dalton.” • i “And I am Paul Dalton.” “I won’t deny that. I can remember ! 1 your face well enough for that, and Mr. Prescott, of course, knows you, and Mr. j Elliott. ” I i “Certainly, sir. So, if I am the heir ! 1 I expect the money.” “Very well; I will consider this a 1 lormal demand and expedite matters as • much as possible. There are certain i forma to obey, certain papers to execute, j

Come again in a week. Meantime, If your necessities are pressing ” “They are,” bluntly admitted Dalton. “I will advance you some money. How much—fifty—a hundred?” “Two hundred will do.” The lawyer took out his check book. “In a week, then?” said Dalton, as ho folded up the bit of paper. “ Yes, we shall be ready for you then.” All these proceedings Ralph Prescott watched with lowering brows. He saw money that he had expected to handle given freely to another; he saw an almost utter stranger to Geoffrey Forsythe as claimant of his fortune. Oh, it was maddening, hate-inspiring. ) The decrees of fate were cruel, unjust! | “Say. Prescott, I want to cash this I che k,” said Dalton, as they left the! lawyer’s house together. “Cash it, then,” growled Prcs?ott. j “Come, don’t be wrathy. I may ! । throw a few hundreds in your way yet. ; I bear - you no ill-will.” ■ “Shouldn’t think you would, seeing ! ■ that you’ve got all the plums in sight.” j Dalton smiled complacently. “That’s my good luck,” he remarked. 1 । “Come; get the check cashed for me. : I’ve got a friend I’m to meet at the : hotel to-night, and I need ready funds. ■ Keep out a tenner for your trouble.” It suddenly dawned on Prescott that he could gain nothing by sullen animosity; much, perhaps, by playing the sycophant. He le 1 the way to his old friend, the tavern-keeper, explained the situation, and got the money, for Lawyer Drew’s check was as current as gold coin in Hi igeton. He watched Dalton indorse it with a I f.ouri-h, and then, his glance falling to ! the name, his eyes bulged. “Hello!” hi ejaculated forcibly. Dalton handed him the promised ten dollars, but Prescott was strangly lost in reverie. “I’ll see you again, Prescott,” he said. “Suppose I’ll have to call around on Luth soon. Pretty busy for a week or so, though, so if she gets better tell her j I came, but was called away again. I’ve j a friend to meet. See you again.” ; He passed from the tavern as he ' । spoke. Jarnty, self-possessed, the' sleek, su icessful knave, if there ever • was one, voted Ralph Prescott. i The latter scratched his head thoughtfully. He stod for some moments like i • a man in a dream. He was thinking of ; Lawyer Drew’s check for two hundred • dollars, and Paul Dalton’s indorsement I on it. “V hat does it mean?” he muttered, as he too left the tavern. “Something’s ; up! What? Why, Paul Dalton has ' even changed his handwriting!” CHAPTER XV. unmasked! Something’s up! Ralph Prescott described the situation in that terse expression. There was j something up, to a certainty. Some- : thing dark, mystical, suspicious. But what? He had made a new dis- I covery—that even the handwriting of Paul Dalton had changed; but what of that? A man acting a part tor two j years might, upon resuming his original ; identity, have cjiAßgeil his aptmaranm^ real from the false, and emerge as dis- ! ferent into his new existence as a butterfiy from a chrysalis. He was always “discovering” something, and every additional discovery generally resulted in disaster for himseli. He had set out to sweep his • nemy ■ from the field by a simple plot, and had only succeeded in precipitating a climax that had richly benefited that foe and impoverished himself. Still, plotting was like drinking—fascina'ing, cumulative. Once in the swim, I to put it tritely, the victim plunged I deeper and deeper into the labyrinths of crime. Besides all this, things looked queer. He could not imagine Paul Dalton so • eminently heartless and insensible to ' the rare beauty of Ruth Elliott as to ' utterly ignore her and prefer wealth to her love, when he might have both. “I’ll keep him in view a bit, if only ! for curiosity,” soliloquized Prescott. ' “He said he was going to meet a friend I at the hotel. I may learn something by i watching thenu” To the hotel, therefore, Prescott took ! his way. He passed by the open doors and glanced in, but caught no sight of the man he sought. Through the window of the smokingroom, however, opened to admit the fresh air upon the tobacco-smoke tainted I atmosphere of the apartment, he made i out Paul Dal! on and a stranger. They occupied the room alone, and, i tilted back in eliairs, sat conversing ! animatedly. Prescott had become quite an expert ■ shadower of late, and he was soon lurk- I ing near the window. Distinctly on his hearing sounded the • conversation of Paul Dalton and the 1 black-bearded n an who was his com- ; pan ion. “So you could not make it, Paul?” the j the latter was asking, in a disappointed • tone of voice. “Not all of it; but what’s the odds’ 3 ” “A we< k's the odds'” returned the other; "and a week sometimes changes the destinies of nations.” “It won’t change mine,” asserted Dalton, confidently. “Y< u don’t know that'” “oh, yes, Ido. Here’s the plain facts of the case: Paul Dalton falls heir to a fortune. Paul Dalton appears and claims it.” “Proceed.” “He is a-cept d as heir, rightfully and undisputed. Yery good.” “But the side entanglements?” “The girl?” “Yes." “She’s s.ck. Maj 7 die. Sick enough anyway, to bo out of the way for a week.” “That’s good.” “By that time fortune and Paul Dalton will have disappeared.” “But her father?” “Won’t even look at me if he saw me, and this simpleton of a Prescott I can wind about my finger.” “Can you?” ground out the enraged ! listener. “Well, everything looks all right,” re- ■ marked the bearded man. “Os course it’s all right,” snoim Dal- '

ton with convincing emphasis. “We get the fortune, leave and enjoy it.” “And after we're gone?” “Let these people figure out the cost of being too sure of a man at their own leisure." “It will boa surprising awakening to reality," s idled the other grimly. “Paul, about him " “Y r ou mean ’’ “S- —st. No names. Him. What of him?” “He’s safe and sound, isn’t he?” “For the present.” “For a week, surely?” “Yes; but afterwards?” “Unlock the door, say ‘Go!’ We’ll bo safe and far away by the time he comes here.” . “All right. Ah! thank you. A hundred? I need it. No instruction?" “Yes, get back to Black Rock, and i stay there. Watch him close. If ho escaped ” “Don’t fear, he won’t.” “It would mean ruin to our p’ans.” “I realize that as well as you. I guess I’ll go.” “Very good. I’ll take a look at the rich girl, just for policy’s sake. Then I’ll try and devise away to kill time : until the lawyer’s readj- to pay me my • fortune.” . “What does it mean?” i Over and over again the marvelling Ralph Prescott asked himself the question. Here was a plot, beyond the peradventure of a doubt—here was mys ery. I Who was the bearded man? A fellow- ! conspirator? In what? A plot. A plot , for what? The fortune. But why? The acknowledged, proven and accepted heir to the legacy, why should Paul Dalton plot to secure that which was already his? Above all, who was the man so mysteriously and covertly alluded to? “I can’t make it out!” muttered the dazed Prescott. “I’ll find away!” he asserted stubbornly, a few minutes later. “Black Rock! At that place this accomplice of Paul Dalton makes his headquarters, aud a gruesome, desolate place it is. ! There he has him. I’ll drive there toi night, and take a look around. No, I | won’t. Dalton spoke of going to see i Ruth. Out of sheer curiosity I d like to j see how he acts when he do s me it her." ! Prescott left his place of espionage I and hurried back to the former home of ; Geoffrey Forsythe. He met the woman in charge of Ruth ' at the door. ! “How is she?" he asked, concernedly. “Wandering—delirious at times, then j rational. She sits up every now and j then, looks around her confusedly, and • then with a wild shriek, covers her face I with her hands, and cries out wildly that I her heart is broken that her husband is false! fa’se! false!” “A man will call here in a few moi ments, ’ spoke Prescott; “show him in ; when he comes. It is her husband, Paul I Dalton.” The woman looked startled. “And leave him with her alone for a i few moments," went on Prescott. “If she recognizes him, he may be able to quiet her. ” “All right, Mr. Prescott.” Prescott proceeded to the apartment adjoining that in which Ruth lay. He placed its door slightly ajar, so he could look into the sick-room, and see and | hear all that was going on. ; There was a ring at the door bell, and j a parley a few minutes later. The woman ush'-red Paul Dalton into the sick-room and left him there. Curiously the watcher in the next apartment regarded him. He was surprised to note a timiaifju ! a frightened look on I hardware store .of Boss, B o^ .4 ' rival. ““ The latter advanced to the couch and I glanced down at Ruth. Then he started ba. k quickly. “Paul!” Springing up suddenly, Ruth Elliott with staring eyes transfixed the intruder. Fascinated by the weird manner of the invalid, he seemed utterly overcome. "Paul!” gasped the tortured girl "you have come back, and—change l ,<Tr ?7T?Oil Paul! I know all. You derived me. ! You were edded to another." Her visitor seemed nervously anxious j to leave the room, but. he manag, d to articulate confusedly: "No, it is not true. I was wedded I once, but she, mj* wife, die !, and ” A shriek interrupted him—ringing, ; I echoing, appalling. As he spoke, Ruth Elliott had started. I ■ Not upon his words did her interest I hang, but upon that strange, changed tone. Viewing him as if she would read him 1 1 through and through, she cried wildly: "Ho is not false. O’.! I see it all, 1 Paul Dalton! The mystery, the secret ! ihe spoke of. Stay! 1 command you to 1 ! remain where you are.” The man absolutelj’ cowered. Amazed ! ■ at his craven fear, the watching Ralph I Prescott could only stare and marvel. “He is true, mj 7 loyal love,” went on I Ruth, excitedly. “I know it now; I divine the mystery now. Ralph Pres- ! cott was only mistaken, but you, impostor —I read your craven soul!” White as death, the intruder recoiled, for Ruth, leaning toward him, projected the thrilling words: “Speak, ere I call for help to unmask I you! I know what you are, not what ; you seem. Speak, imposter, coward, perhaps murderer! What have you done with my husband —the real Paul Dalton?” (to be continued. 1 The mantle of James Russell Lowell, as the sole honorary vicepresident of the Egypt Exploration Fund, now falls upon George William Curtis. At the same time Chicago I comes to the f ont, inasmuch as the j annual meeting of that society, held I in London, elected as a vice-president Ibui. Edward G. Mason, who is the well-known president of the Chicago Historical Society and University Club. Dr. Winslow, is gratified to Be associated with those men officially, in his important and fascinating, although arduous, labors in behalf of ! exploration in Egypt- The United States has now three vice-presidents, us ha-' England, of the fund. France , has Maspero to represent it. If Burrowe • ver teases Tom Ochiltree into a duel somebodj 7 is very I liable to get shot plump through the I shirt bosom instead of the coat-tail. ' This need cause no anxiety among the friends of the florid-haired j romancer from Texas, for it is the other iellow’s linen that is in clanger. Extreme self-lovers will set a man's house on fire, though it were but to roast their eggs.

1 r A PRACTICAL VIEW. Dr. Carlon Alonrrzuina M hr> w a* in Cliica?o Twenty Yearj Ago as a Wild pache. Letter from Dr. Carlos Montezuma | to the Chicago Inter Ocean, dated , Western Shoshone Agency, Nev. i 1 To the Editor:—Twenty-one years 1 ; ago in your city as a full-blooded Apache Indian of Arizona, I was ; taken as an unpromising sj e.'imcn of toy people, but my perseverance on ; toy own part with the influence of ' civilization I succeeded in gaining a liberal education at your Illinois State i University and Chicago Medical Col- : lege. Realizing what an edu ationl toeant contrasted with my ignorant I and superstitious people, i, in their! behalf ask that you will be kind enough to insert the inclosed manu- j script in your estimable paper. The Indian question will cease to j he a problem when the government i enforces the compulsory education of the Indian children—not on reservations or near them—but among ■ civilized communities. In order to accomplish this, the I government appropriation for the j transportation of all Indian children I must be increased, so they may be ' taken away from their wild super- : stitious parents and the influence < f| Western prejudice, and lie placed in I the midst of civilization, where they I can use their own tongues, eyes, ears ■ and fingers under the immediate guidance of the people with whom they will compete. No nation under Heaven has ever prospered or grown great under such circumstances as exists among t he Indians of to-day 7 . It is true we have given them reservations, but how about these reservations’? Would you issolate your children on a barren soil, away from any civilized community, and give them ignorance and ! the superstition of centuries, and ex- : pect them to be cultured and refined’? i I Would you expect filthy camp life • I among persons speaking a foreign | tongue to teach them to speak Engi lish? Would you put them among idlers, beggars, gamblers, and pan- i pers, ar.d thus make them industrious and self-supporting citizens of our i American Republic? No: rather you ! would place them in the midst of the most refined, cultured, and educated communities, among English speak- , ing people, where they could come face to face with all the phases of our modern sciences, arts, and industries, so that they may utilize and improve all their faculties. Again, you would not give them these privileges for five years, but all of their lifetime. Alas! How inconsistent a Nation v.e are. We can perceive the needs of our children’s welfare, but we are blind to the needs of the rising generation of Indian children. We often say to ourselves. ‘T do not see how the Indrans can live as they do.” Why, they are compelled bv cir -umstances. If you were placed on a reservation with all of it- environments you might do worse—you could not <lo any better. J ^ ! n,r"? vrvation Nvitem is a demor-

F PUHJs and Medicines lat 25p®^2^^isco’int. W^yaean ju 1’ f.:ir-. g:unbiers. Snipers an.l ruin. We have experimented with the Iu lians with bullet' and the re-erva-i tion systems—both have been failur Tiiete is n >other way by whn h we can lift them to the plane of our . civil.zation than in the same way in v.irch we have advanced le/ond nM)eir weak, ignorant and super'tit.< U'characters, an I that is ".ib/,-./-j " Educate tin' rising general ion of Indian pappoos s. th dr ability to rise, conquer and be men and women is undoubted. Man'- and God's justtice demand that they be educated, whatever m„y be the cost. It is the want ;d education that .has made them superstitious and ignorant, and his rendered them obstacles and expensive wards of the Government. Give them education and let them j loose to sink or swim, then, and only then will we have men, not savages: citizens, not paupers. Is is nut high time that the people recognize the possessors of this vast country, the true friend from whom our forefathers received their first, parched corn, the nation to whom we p’omised peace as long as the sun rises in the east and goes behind the western horizon, and the people who looked to us for enlightenment and education? Instead of this, we have taken away their land,for the parched ' corn we have given them a 'tone: for I the ] eace we promised we have ; pointed our cannon and placed our men of war in pursuit of them, to perfect their skill in the art of war: in place of education and enlighten- i meat we have robbed them (if this liberty, which means nothing more I than robbing them of their social • privilegesand positions among us as | ! only true Americans. Are we surprised that they gaze into our faces with suspicion, ignorance, and super- । stition'^ Very respect fully. Carlos Montezuma. Agency Physician. White Hoek, Nev. Clot hifor the ^aino Gis, A paragraph is going the round' of the newspapers stating that Mr. St>'venson is engaged at Samoa in endeavoring to induce the inhabitants to wear clothes. Personally, says Labouchere in Truth, 1 should have preferred to hear that he was writing books for t hose who wear clothe'. But why should not the Samoans go about clothesless, if they are accustomed t > it? Clothes are all very well in countries where the climate renders them necessary. Where this is not so they are a superfluity and cost money which might be most usefully expended. A Samoan lady without clothes is surely as sensible as an English dy who spends half her income (and often more than her income) in a number of gowns, hats.

bonnets and cloaks. I am not sug> gesting that the Samoan custom should be followed by the ladies of Groat Britain.' Here, we associate nudity with indecency. But to a perfectly unprejudiced mind there is no more indecency in a human being going about as God made him than in a horse doing so. Clearly, if the Samoans can be induced to wear cotton good-; and will kindly allow us to sell these goods to them, we shall be gainers by Mr. Stevenson's sartorial crusade: but I fail to see the advantage to the Samoans. Sa viz These sentences are written in a building occupied by a savings Bank! which began business in the year iSlfi, and which held deposits, on the first of January of the present year, amounting to thirty-three million dollars. The postmaster-general ha a called attent’on repeatedly to the system of I postal savings banks, which is in operation in Great Britain, France, Italy and many of the small countries of Europe, ami has urged Congress to establish the same system in this country. Without doubt it would be a great ; benefit to the people to have close at hand a place where the’r small sav- ■ ings might be deposited with perfect । safety, and where they would draw a ; small rate of interest. There is no ! way to put the savings l ank system . within the reach of all, except by making it an attachment of the postotlice. But where it can be done—and it can be done in any community of ten I thousand people—the local system is j better, so far as that community is concerned. Money deposited in a postal savings bank would go into the Treasury of the United States, and though it is not needed it would be locked up । in that recepta'de. But money put into 3. D eal tank would be lent and used for local improvements. There are thousands of I towns in the West that would accu- | mulate, in a very short term of years, from one hundred thousand to half a million dollars. The bank in which such deposits are made would quickly I ecome a competitor with the ‘'Eastern capi- ! talists” —concerning whom many ' hard words are written and spoken—as a lender of money on

mortgage, with the immediate effect of bringing down the rate of interest. New England savings banks are not private corporations, but are mu- I ; tual ass ciations, and pay all their I profits to depositors. Why not in- , troduee in the West a system that I has helped to make New England wealthy. — Y’ou t h’s Com pa n i on. Jenny- Wise or Pound - Wise. The little things one is obliged to sacrifice by the penny-wise system are somehow the thing* that keep us contented: we are made ail the time a ! I little uncomfortable and we naturally . long for a larger income, and from I thgt to envy those who have it is a j short op which wo will sen wv 1* 7 ' 713

1 I Lewk*t some of our prices: ist •' rinei oh ne-", lK-nuriou-ness, and envy. The pound-wise system, on the contrary. hi leaving one free to indulge in what seem little things, takes the mind from petty considerations and let' it grow and broaden. It is only occasionally that the economies of the larger sort press them.'elves upon the notice, and the;, can he met with 1 the ] hi osophy it is not worth while to call up so trivial matter'. It is tlie -little foxes which eat the vines,” the insignificant cares which wrinkle the brow and sour the heart.—-The Chautauquan. >hr Frickrd Her Finger. A servant maid recently employed by a prominent Fifth avenue family came to her mistress with tears in her eyes not many days after she had been inthe household and said that she hadpricked her finger with a table fork. “I am terribly worried, mam.” she 'aid. “for fear the fork may have had some brass in it and have poisoned my hand.” “Oh, nonsense. Mary,” replied the lady of the house, “how cwld the fork poison you when it is made of pure silver? I never allow anything else on my table.” The next day Alary and the fork which had pricked her and all the other forks and, in fact, the whole table service, guaranteed by the mistress to be solid silver, had disappeared for parts unknown.—New York Herald. Her niff Is a Li rtie Lame, A foreign correspondent finds in the fae-simile of Queen Victoria’s letter to the nation on the death of the Duke of Clarence evidence that she is not superior to the little I womanly weakness of doubtful spell- I ing. In writing the word “inseparable" the Queen plainly hesitated ’twixt an “e” and an “a" after the letter "p" and there is a delightfully womanly touch about the innocent little ruse by which a convenient thickness in the quill made the perilous letter just a little indistinct. H<»u to Hanagr a Lover. She may have to Hirt with him a little, but remember that to flirt is not to coquette and the girl should not do the latter, since the coquette can have no heart and that is just what a woman needs if she wants to influence a man to good actions. She needs a heart to make excuses for him just as she needs tact to help her. The woman a man loves has the most power over him. he will do almost anything to please her—if she coax rather than command—if she flatters rati.er than scold—Music and Drama. Poor boy: with every penny he has given him, he gets a dollar’s worth of advice about spend.ng it.

THESE ACTUAL FACTS ALL FOUND WITHIN THE BORDERS OF INDIANA. 1 Sn Interesting Summary of the More Important Doings of Our NetghboiS — Crimes, Casualties, Deaths, Etc, Minor Slate Items. Buegt.ars made a one-hundrod-dollar haul in Eichman’s dry-goods store at Lebanon. Patrick Dwyer, aged 70, died at Muncie. Phoebe Turner, aged 07, died from a stroke of paralvsis at Muncie. Tsu: Christian Church at Fort Wayne will build an elegant new home. A Perry- County man 50 years old has the first 50 cents he ever earned. Vincennes Is happy over the outlook for securing an Ohio hominy mill. John Crump’s barn, at Columbus, was struck by lightning and destroyed. The water-works system of Anderson is to be extended at a cost ot §60,000. A newspaper thief at Vincennes was fined §14.50 for stealing a paper from a door-step. Everett Carmach and Lucius Lindley were drowned in Sugar Creek, at Rockville. Lightning struck the M. E. Church at Vermont, Howard County, demolishing the cupola and roof. Harry Troghen, sentenced to five years for killing Kayes Sanderson, was denied a new- trial at Brazil. David Shideler s barn, near Eaton. Delaware County, was struck by lightning and destroyed. I Wayne County is becoming alarmed • over its prospective debts, which will j amount to §1,075,000. Dr. W. T. Frady, near Marietta, has inherited §45,000 from an uncle who died in the poor house at Raleigh, N. C. W. G. Patterson, one or the oldest citizens of Delaware Comity, died at I Yorkton, after a prolonged illness, Ira J. Sullivan, aged 55, of Medora, ! was thrown from the back of a mule, • : and had five ribs broken. He may die. Near Columbus, a freight train ran | into 13 of P. H. McCormack’s thorough- ; bred horses and only two escaped injury. A. D. Kizer of the Raper furniture • factory, Misawaka. had his head smashed j bv the falling of a 1,000 pound elevator. i Killed. John T. Ad’ams and J. M. Keesling of | Decatur County, will put up a §30,000 furniture factory at Anderson to employ 100 men.

The Christian Church in Markle Huntington Cour.ty, was dedicated Sunday. Rev. L. L Carpenter of Wabash, preached the sermon. Martin Scott, a wealthy farmer living in Palmyra Township, near Vincennes, was.goared by a bull, and his । wounds are pronounced fatal. Charles Williams. Frederick Goddard and John Williams were severely burned in a powder explosion at Hill’s stone quarry, east of Greencastla. William Long, a farmer and member of the petit jury at Columbus, was arrested and charged with assaulting Mrs. । Martha Smith, the wife of a teuauL Reuben Daily, editor of thciJ e ff® rs o n ‘ j ville News, fell from a bicycle If Cincin- ' nati a few days ago and brok^ his left { leg. The ' 1

____ _ /ar I n y’s building, and was fatally hu&. Willie McCarty, aged M fetter TMTCarand will die. A fifty-pound turtle nabbed the bait from a Franklin fisherman’s hook the other day and pulled him intothe water, nearly drowning him. Subscribed and sworn to before , etc. Oka Bulky, a young man from Orleans, was run down and killed by an O. AM. passenger train at shoals. Deceased was unmarried and had been drinking considerable. During a storm at Noblesville the roof of the new pail factory was blown off and the building collapsed, causing several thousand dollars' damage. The workmen all escaped injury. •John Weltz. a tramp, tried tocommit suicide near Centerton, Morgan Grunty, by beating himself over the head with an old spade. He has a sister at Warsaw', Ind , and a father at Tiffin, O. Thomas Fitzgerald, ex-city marshal of Brazil, and Joseph Miller were on a handcar, when a Big Four train struck them. The former died of his injuries and the latter is not expected to recover. Mrs. Martha Hurdle of Muncie, is at the point of death, and attempts to get word to her son, George Hurdle, have been futile. He is traveling in advance of an “Uncle Tom’s Cabin" show. The family would be glad to receive any information as to his whereabouts. At the annual meeting of the Grand Lodge Knights of Pythias, held at Indianapolis, the following officers were elected: Grand Chancellor, Dr. E. L. Siver, Fort Wayne; Grand Vice Chancellor, James E. Watson, Winchester; Grand Prelate, J. M. Hatfield, Huntington: Grand Master of Exchequer, Henry D. Grohs, Union City; Grand Master-at-arms, C. F. S. Neal, Lebanon; Grand Trustee, George W. Powell, Indianapolis. Lightning-rod swindlers victimized Joseph Bond and John Ashley, wealthy I and aged farmers at Oaktown. Seven I men in buggies drove through that neighborhood, claiming to be putting up lightning-rods on the residences of a tew prominent men only, as an advertisement for their company. They offered for 87 to rod Mr. Bond’s residence, providing he would sign an agreement to recommend it to his neighbors. When the work was done they presented a bill for §250. On Mr. Bond’s refusal tc settle they drew revolvers and bluffed the old man, who finally paid the swindlers 8100 cash as a compromise. By a similar scheme they extorted 8225 from John Ashley and then left for part: unknown. Chick Mitchell, a young man about fifteen years of age, was killed by the early passenger train, about two mile: east of Shelbyville on the Big Four road. He had been sitting on the ear-platform, and fell off. In his pocket was found a pass from Atlanta, Ga., to Cineinnat and return. Lox Atkinson, a prominent farmer, was terribly injured near Hartford City by the accidental discharge of both bar rels of a shotgun. He was leaning or tlie gun, hands crossed over the muzzle. Holes were torn through the palms ol both hands and a terrible wound mad( on the side of the face. He may recover.