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^AMoUhf^apL CHAPTER XV—Continued. The Colonel met them at the diningroom door, and Nell, approaching rather cautiously, ga\e him a* half-expectant, half-questioning, glance. Her fears were quite groundless, however, for as soon as he had seen Margaret, and heard that she was going to leave them so soun, he had no thought for any one else. •‘I don’t know how we shall do without you,” he said, bending over her with kindly affection. “Bertie told me you were going, and I have been anticipating my own loneliness. Have you grown tired of us so scon?” Ho took her face between his hands and regarded it with a gentleness in which a variety of emotons found expression. “You are in a hurry to leave us, Margaret,” . he added, sadly. - “Ah, no,” she hastened to answer, as her eyes grew dim and a painful flush

•overspread her cheeks. The gentleman did not answer for a , second, during which his face worked with feeling and a tender light filled his eyes. “You are a brave girl," he said, rather unsteadily, at last; “a true, brave girl. Heaven will bless you as you deserve. , Don’t let that scoundrel come near me; < I might be tempted ” | “You are so hard on him, Colonel. Don’t ” i “Don’t blame him, I suppose. Ah, Margaret, you are like the rest of your sex—always ready to defend the man who breaks your heart. 'Well, well, I’ll not be hard, for your sake, but when I think Never mind; we’ll miss you, child—every one of us. Don’t quite forget your old friends; you won’t find the new ones half so true.” Again Margaret’s eyes grew dim, and she f ound herself incapable of an answe.. Alice, noting her distress, broke in with s< me light remarks, which Nell took up, notwithstanding her uncle’s formidable presence, and discussed volubly. Under this respite Margaret regained ( her self-possession, and began to speak i •quite calmly. No further allusion to her going r/way , was made during the meal, though each ! •one seemed quite talkative, Nell particularly airing her opinions freely, and । receiv.ng no reproof for her temerity. But when the time came to say good- ' by, and Margaret was ready to go, the ! Colonel, disregarding the hand she held out to him, clasped her in his arms, and tenderly, almost reverently, kissed her brow. “I knew ft wouta/oe hard,” she sobbedy-l breaking down completely. “I knew this would be the hardest of all." “No, it sha’n’t be, Margaret,” he said, putting her gently from him. “I do not wish to pain you, child, even for a mo- : merit. lutl am very deeply moved to | •see you go from us under such circum- j stances. Your bravery and devotion will have its reward—be sure of that. । Remember me when you need sympathy or advice, for I would not be worthy the name of friend if I could not show my affection in time of adversity as well as prosperity; and I know that not even your own father could be more anxious to help you than I am.” For many long days Margaret carried in her heart the memory of his kind words and sympathetic voice As she rode home through the winter afternoon toward the chain of beautiful hills W’hich shut in the quiet, peaceful village, her fancy tinged with indescribable melancholy every suirounding object, and the melancholy lingered long after her eyes had ceased to It ok upon •the scene that had engendered it.

CHAPTER XVI. A .gW FRIEND. “Margaret, 1 think I shall bring Wil«on to d.nner to-night. I met him yesterday and he asked ibout you. He has heard Bertie lauding you to the skies, and naturally he is anxious to see the paragon. ” “Really, that is too bad of Bertie. I don’t pose as a paragon, Brian, and indeed I don’t care to be one. I do want to meet Dr. Wilson, though, and if vou will only correct his false impression, I wish you would bring him this evening.” “I'll bring him, but I’ll leave you to correct or prove his impressions. I know you’ll be equal to the emergency in either case. You should really appreciate the compliment he pays you. I dvn’t believe I ever heard him express a desire to meet any one before. ” “Really? Why, I feel quite vain. I hope he isn’t a cynic.” “Oh, no. It is rather indifference, I think. He isn’t particularly sociable; that is, he doesn't care for visiting. People follow him up, though, like the deuce, and he’s considered quite a catch in the matrimonial pond. Any number of anglers would be glad to land him. The power of money, you see. Well, I must be off. I sha’n’t be home to lunch. Good-by. You won’t be lonely?” “No. ” Every day Brian left Margaret with this question, an 1 every day she answered “No," but always after he ha I gone she felt she had answered untruthfully. She was lonely—very lonely. She found so little io interest her—so little to fill the long dull mornings. Brian sometimes came to lunch, but as often he did not. Her afternoons were spent in seeing the sights of Now York, shopping, or calling on her few friends, and her evenings at the theater, when Brian would take her; but more often at honu alone when he had some engagement wnich he could not possibly defer. From these engagements he would return la*e in the night, with the heavy, stumbling steps which told their own story, and winch always struck so heavily on Margaret’s heart, as she waited sleepless and anxious. This was the rec ord of the ion days she ha 1 spent in New York, md she seemed as tar away from the reward

the Colonel had promised her as when she left Elmwood. Under other circumstances she could have been, not precisely happy, because she was too thoroughly a child of nature not; to miss, with an intensity few could understand, the restful, peaceful influences of her country home. Yet she could have found contentment in this charming little apartment, with its comforts and luxuries. Its situation was convenient and delightful, in the heart of the city, surrounded by places of interest and amusement, and near the various clubs, ■ where Brian was fond of spending his time. She was in the center of bustle and activity. From her window she could hear the throbbing pulse of a life that was never still—the ever-sounding | orchestra of a busy city; the mighty j । roar of the elevated trains, with their i i noisy, whizzing echoes; the sound of , i the heavy drays passing over the . ccb lestones; the lighter rumble of carriages, and the long line of pedcs- • trians, made up an ever moving, ever I changing panorama of human life, ’ : hope and ambition, upon which she gazed w.th feelings that brought her own loneliness and isolation more : keenly before her. J j “How was she to fill the long hours . i that must pass before dinner?” she [ ! asked herself. “Should she go through > ; the stores and see the beaut ful things | the shop windows displayed so tempt- } ’ inaly?” i That was not interesting when one had no companions to exchange onin-

nuu iiu vumpauiuua iu vAuiiaiigu upiuions with. The crowds wearie 1 her, too. She felt so utterly alone amidst the busy throngs, where a friendly glance seldom, if ever, greeted her. At home it was so different; there she could see a familiar face in every passer-by. No, she would not go out to-day, she ' decided at last. She would stay at home and read and try to emulate the j contentment of spirit which prompted ! Norah under all circumstances to sing cheerily ov r her work. Yet it was a bright day to spend indoors. The sun, which always seemed to her prejudiced fancy to shine through a yellower, thicker atmosphere, lay warm and golden on the house tops opposite. It tempt’d her with its cheeriness. But, pshaw! where was the } leasure in walking sedately over the hard pavements? How could that compare with a delightful gallop over the hills at home? I Ah, those glorious rides! Why couldn’t these tall walls crumble away? Why couldn’t the paved streets, this horrid noise and din by the touch of some 5 farry’s hand give place to the familiar ' hills and fields? Not foi long; o ly for । one day—just one day. How she would , use every hour of that day! the would have her usual ride on ! Mollie’s sleek back. They would canter away through the cool, still morning. She would feel the invigorating . air against her cheek, and the glad l sense of fresh, new life tingling in her i veins. She would go to The Cedars and ■ talk with Alice and the Colonel, and laugh over Nell’s ridiculous nonsense, and feel so happy. She would run in to , kiss the children as they pressed tlieir I little faces against the rectory windLw, farad she WOWUHhd f Ime tor a few iSnutes with Mrs. Martin to ask her Ifow i her rheumatism was, and hear if rhe old man had been out since his sickness. | Ah, there was so much she would do if , she could be at homo to-day. i Nanny came in to tomove the breaki fast things, and she asked twice for the orders for luncheon and dinner before | Margaret heard her. ; “Indee !, I don’t know,” she said, at : last, trying to fix her mind on these household details. “You and Norah exercise your ingenuity to-day. I’d particularly like a nice dinner, as Mr. Leigh will bring a friend home with him. Men must be fed, you know, even if the world goes to pieces. It is their failing to think more of their dinners than anything else, and we have to humor it. So you and Norah must co your best.” Quite late in Ihe afternoon Margaret rather suddenly decided that she could stand the house no longer. So, preparing herself for a walk, she was soon upon the street. i When she arrived home it was nearly

; dinner time, and secretly upbraiding । herself for staying out so late, she bei gan to dress as quickly as possible. , i “I should be dreadfully t sorry if Dr. M ilson shou'd come and I not ready to receive him, ” she confided to her reflection in the mirror. “I shouldn’t know how to excuse myself. Well, it is rather late, and if they have come I cannot help it. ” | Vhen sho entered the parlor five minutes afterwards she found, not Brian, but a tall, fine-looking man who arose at her approach, with an air of chivalry perfectly in aecord with the noble face. That face impressed Margaret at once. Not so much with its beauty of feature and expression as with its firmness of character, its strength of intellect, and the ennobling influence which high endeavor and strong purpose had left upon it. Instinctively she felt a quickening of her sympathies and feelings, an indefinite attraction toward this man, whose very ap r earance compelled her admiration. ' During her scarcely perceptible pause in the doorway, the stranger, with a swift butcritlcal glance, had taken in the sweet face ami girlish form. Then he started forward with the half question, half assertion: I “Mrs. Leigh? lam not mistaken.” She held out her hand with a smile of i welcome. “No, you are not mistaken,” she said, with the easy, gracious manner th^t male her personality so winning. “I am Mrs. Leigh, and you are Dr. Wilson, I know. I am very glad to meet! you, and doubly glad to welcome you to ) my home, because I really cannot feel i that you are a stranger, but rather an J old friend whom I have heard of and talked of so often,” Her words gratified him very much. “You honor me too highly,” he an- i swered, pressing the hand she offered i him. “To be numbered among your i friends is a privilege I esteem most ; deeply. Brian and I have been । friends of such long standing that the ; pleasure I feel of meet ng his wife is two old.” “I’m afraid you find his wife very remiss,” put in Margaret, flushing bright- | ly, a d seating herself in the chair he , placed for her. “She must really ask ■ your pardon for not being at home when 3ou arrived. Her only excuse is a very

whimsical disposition, which took het . out so late that she could not get back at a reasonable time.” “She is fully excused,” rejoined Wilson, meeting her smiling glance. “We got here about ten minutes ago, and Brian left me to make himself more presentable, he said. I was admiring some of your curios when jou came in. I knew you at once Bertie’s description is so accurate, and I’ve had the picture of you in my mind. ” “I think Bertie is inclined to exaggerate sometimes, Doctor. Still I hope you have not found the original very disappointing.” “Quite the contrary, Mrs. Leigh. Erian tells me that you have only been in New- York a very short time, so I suppose you have not had sufficient opportunity to see how great and important we are. But you have visited a j great many places of interest, no doubt?" “Yes, quite a number; though very far from all, lam sure. Os course it is a great city, and no doubt a delightful one, and I am ridiculously unappreciative; but, indeed, I like some less pretentious places better. It is all noise • and uproar to me. Do I quite shock i you? I’m incurably devoted to country lise, you see. I cannot enjoy any other. I hate any other. There, that’s dreadfully childish.” He regarded her face with an intent, rather puzzled, glance. “Yet you have established yourself very delightfully, ” he said, as if answ’ering an argument in his own mind. “I fancy you must intend a long stay." “Yes, it may be. That is, I don’t know. I hope It depends on circumstauces, I th nk.” She spoke rather disconnectedly, and, 1 anxious to divert any impression her : words might make upon him she hast- । ened to add: nnaunf l Arfttand mA nlpn»A. I

; don’t wish you to think I actually dislike the eity. I find it interesting in many ways, but I have not that fascination which some people feel for it. I was barn n the country, an 1 all my i associations hold the memory of green fields and bright skies. I think that i must account for my tastes. I know j that brick walls and paved streets tire i my eyes, and I feel a longing to rest ■ them on something that is not here. Sometimes I am almost determined to go to Elmwood just for a day. It isn’t jar from here, you know; but then I remember that I should have to leave after the day was over, and that would be hard. So I think I must always put that thought aside. Brian is so different in his tastes; he likes this busy life. He finds the country dull and lonely, and Elmwool has not the same attraction for him that it has for me. He simply I endures it. but I—well, I could live I there forever, cause it is home and— I love it. ’’ '1 he last words wefa spoken in a lower tone, but Wi son understood the meaning they held, and his next ramark was in a more feeling vein. “We will have to teach you to love New York for something more than its paved streets and brick walls. We Gothamites are very proud. We think that all things good and delightful are to be foi nd in this great noisy city of ours. ’’ Margaret smiled. “You have many desirable advantages, that is certain; ' but while you are proud of your wealth i you should not forget your poverty.” “True. And we have enough of it. i The eon lition of the poor in this city is i miserable in the extreme, amLperuaps, | site conditions of prosperity and want ! exist in such close proximity. I was - most forcibly impressed with this fact a few days ago. I was passing along one of the streets just off from 1 ifth avenue. There were elegant mansions all around me, and handsomely dressed children playing under the eyes of watchful nurses. Yet a little further on I passed into a scene so different that I could scarcely credit the testimony of my eyes. Within an actual stone’s throw of splendor and prosperity, pov- | erty, misery, an 1 sin were running riot. !It is terrible to think of it. A physician ; whose practice lies amid such scenes is I obliged to see so much of the heart- ■ aches of life.” "I suppose so,” returned Margaret, • with a sign. “Such an experience wouldn’t do for me at all so much । wealth on one side and so much want I on the other would make me lose my • faith in Ged. It is dreadful to say it, I ' know. I have taken myself to task for even thinking of it, but my sense of । justice cannot be reconciled. There is I some wise decree, no doubt, in what i seems so unwise, but Tell me. j Don’t you ever feel like taking the world : to pieces and making it over again?” He smiled, amused at the question an I the expression which accompaI nied it. “I have often thought it might be ■ changed to advantage, but I do not know that 1 could manage it successfully.” Ito be continued.] Offensively Prudish. There is very little probability that I the play written by an American lady, which the English Examiner of Plays has refused to license, contains anything cither “gross or coarse, indecent or indelicate,” although the Examiner affirms that it does. The fussy personage who says what shall and what shall not be played in Great Britain is very arbitrary and has made some huge mistakes in his day. Perhaps this insolent accusation of an American woman may turn out one of the greatest of them. As for grossness and indelicacy, everybody knows that English audiences will stand language and allusions which would not be tolerated here. Armored Express Cars. General Passenger Agent Heafford, of the Chicago, Milwaukee and St. Paul, received a letter the other day from Charles Shanafelt, of Lawrence, Kan., describing a contrivance he has invented for the purpose of protecting express cars against train robbers. The apparatus consists of a revolving turret set in the middle of the express car and provided with loopholes through which the guards can (pirate Winchesters, Gatling guns, or any other form of artillery. The turret is supposed to be constructed of armor-plate steel, and is so arranged that a band of train robbers could be annihilated with one broadside. To wait too long for any guest is a rudeness toward those who have arrived punctually.

j INDIANS ON A RAMPAGE MANY DEPREDATIONS COM- ’ MITTED BY THE UTES. The Bedskins Have Left Their Reservation and Are Slaughtering Game and Raiding Ranches in Colorado—Collision with Stockmen Probable. Lo Getting Troublesome. Gov. Routt, of Colorado, has received intelligence from the Yampah River country that the Utes had crossed the i Colorado State I ne and were commit- i ting depredations. The telegram which ' conveyed this intelligence also stated that the settlers had become impatient and bloodshed might be expected at any time, inasmuch as great damage was being done and much game was being destroyed. Gov. lloutt at once wired the agency at Uintah and also the de- , partment at Washington that unless the Indians were returned to their reservation he would not be responsible for ; their safety. These Indians are fiom the Uintah Reservation in Utah, and they have been on a marauding tour through the northern portion of Routt County for several days. A short time since they were taken back to their reservation by the aid of couriers, but two weeks ago they returned and have been slaughtering and destroying game, leaving the carcasses of deer and elks where they dropped, taking the hides only. For the past two years the stockmen ' in Routt County have be n organized in anticipation of a raid, and their ability to cope with the regenades has just been ; proved. The Indians are in bunches of forty and fifty, and, as was their custom of old, tear down fences and turn their - stock upon the fields of the ranchmen.

Word of their coming was passed on up the Yampah and Snake Eiveis, and as a result an armed force is opposing their advance. Lilly Park, Willow Creek, and the Maybell and Loy countries are well represented. No collision has yet occurred. THE PRESIDENT’S INVITATION A Handsome Spacimen of Richly Illuminated Scroll Work. The invitation sent to President Harrison by the committee of one hundred to be present at New York’s celebration of the 400th anniversary of the discovery of America, is a handsome speci- ' men of richly illuminated scroll work, i Ilf is illuminated on parchment, size | 18x12 inches, and is much after the chai alter of the fine illuminations produced by the monks of the middle ages. vfilb W MM* will . —ssEithet o> me -• Al .r» Sr T»€u * oA •'tewewth -J OchVrr Qu- k q I : ' THE PBESIIENT S INVITATION. There are a number of leaves tc parchment containing the names o committee of one hundred; they tied with ribbons on an ivory bar. rolled up in the ancient form in v parchments were put up. In thu stance the parchment is incase 1 i handsome box of American ash, mt ed with solid gold corners, hinges lock; on the cover are mount* raise 1 gold head of Columbus and figures 1492-1892. ROBBERS SCARED OFF. four Men Attempt to Eoot a Penns nla Bank, and Are Captured. Erie, Pa., special: An att was made to rob the Keystone Nat Bank here by four men. One o; bank officers was wounded and prisoners were all captured. It about 12:30 o’clock in the afterr and no customers were in the 1 Assistant Cashier Frank Kepler Clerk Charles Liebel were busy ba^SffE® ing their books and counting moneys and checks when suddenly a quartette of tough-looking strangers burst into the room, revolvers in hand. The strangers took positions at each of the windows, around the desks within, and, pointing their revolvers at the heads of ! the two clerks, told them to throw up their hands. Instead of doing as directed the cashier snatched up a paper weight and was about dealing the fellow nearest him a blow when two shots were fired by the intruders. One of the bullets struck Kepler in the left cheek, inflicting a serious but not dangerous wound. The young man fell fainting to the floor, and the robbers becoming frightened ran from the bank and fled up Eighth ■ street. Special Officer William Doehrel run out and joined the crowd of pursuers. Hailing the driver of a passing wagon he jumped in and had the driver pursue 1 the robbers, and finally got ahead of the fugitives. The officer then ju nped out and with drawn revolver commanded the men to throw up their hands. The answer was a shot from a revolver by one of the desperadoes. As the officer was in the act of ”eturning the fire the men thought better of it and surrendered. They were handcuffed together I and marched to the police station and i locked up in separate cells. The prisoners gave their names as John Courtney and C. H. Hawley, of New York City, and Dan P. Evans and Charles W. Smith, of Syracuse. The News Aftermath. Masked men gagged the operator and robbed the depot at Nicholas Junction, Mo. Hector Jonathan Cremieux, ths French dramatic author, committed suicide. Sanger Bros.’ dry goods store at Waco, Texas, was damaged by fire tc the extent of $200,000. The Chinese minister at Washingtoc is being connected with the Mitkiewicz bribery scandal, an 1 his friends fear he will be recalled and beheaded.

THE SUNDAY SCHOOL | SERIOUS SUBJECTS CAREFULLY CONSIDERED. A Scholarly Exposition of the LessonThoughts Worthy of Ca'm ReflectionHalf an Hour’s Study of the Scriptures —Time Well Spent. Dorcas Raised to Else. The lesson so” Sunday, Oct. 9, may ’ be found in Actt 32-43. INTBODVCTORY. Peter is the type of the Christian evangelist, and we have here a good object lesson as to what apostolio evangelization was, what, indeed, evangelization ought to be to-day. The State and district missionary come near to realizing it among us, and the reports of missionary tours ought to prove the most stirring evangelistic records of the times. It was a veri! able itineracy and in the circuit of stations visi isted the weaker fields were especially ■ considered. State evangelists is the proper name for those who go about £mong the churches. what the desson says. It came to pass. It is a time of com- i parative tranquillity among the early Christians. See v. 31. As Peter passed or visited. The reference is to a I leisurely and more or less thorough canvass of the field. Saints, literally, 1 the holy. Called to be ho’y; 1. e., set apart, consecrated to God. Which dwelt at Lydda. Or had a house at Lydda. They did not belong there; ■ heavep was their home. The root is habitation, of temporary shelter. I He found. Peter probably “found” , what he was looking for. Others would 1 scarcely have seen ths cripple of Lydda. , Kept his bed, or, as we say, been

confined to his bed, an enforced retirement. One of the “shut in.” Palsy. The word paralytic is from the Greek here. jEneas. Doubtless one of the Chrisi tians of the place. Maketh thee whole. More accurately, healeth thee. Make thy bed. From the verb to spread or strew, in token of recovery. All saw him. It was a comparatively sma’l place, where all knew each other. Turned. The word is rendered converted at Acts 23: 27. At Joppa. Near by, v. 38. Disciple. The feminine form is used. A sister, we would say. Dorcas. Dorcas and Tabitha, the one Greek, the other Hebrew; both mean Gazelle. A pretty name. Almsdeeds. One word in the Greek, the plural of the word signifying compassion, hence acts of mercy. Eleemosynary is from this Greek. In those days. During Peter's itineracy. She was sick and died. Literally, having fallen sick she died. Having washed. Performing the usual offices for the dead. Laid her. Her | work supposedly done. Lydda was nigh to Joppa. Some ten miles southeast. It still flourishes, and lis on the road to Jerusalem. Desiri ing. Rather, urging, exhorting. Rendered exhort at Acts 2: 40; 11: 23, etc. ), o wmild riot delav. It is - ■ • : lot I nth in ad he

ned Ire. pie in to rebre ad ye. ennon the Jing lind •rd. i of be- •; I >me the gos■ion I >hat ---X’ I 1 he Lord. That is c miracle satisfied them as to its accrediting power. They were able to test it and they were convinced. They had nothing more to say. Nor have I. That miracle in Joppa has potency today. I always conceive of it in this way. Here is a bridge. The timbers and platform are visible and are used daily. But are not the foundations and i abutments far beneath and partly out of sight also in daily use? We test and try them every time we cross. We walk over by means of the substructure as well as of the superstructure. And so we never get beyond the virtue of the miracle. It did its work far down toward the basal stones; but those stones l lift as powerfully to-day as ever. WHAT THE LESSON TEACHES. The saints which dwelt at Lydda. They were the salt of that portion of the earth, a distinct and clearly perceptible i element in the lump of worldliness. What should we think to be designated as the saints dwelling at Roberts corners, the saints on High street in the city of Richfield? The name is a fair one, and it ought to give us pause with the sense of responsibility that is laid upon us as the called of the Lord. A holy, separate and peculiar people are we, tarrying here for a season. Do we ' live as saints? Some one said of Fenelon that no one could remain long with him without becoming a Christian. Are we of that sort? Next week. —“Peter’s Vision.” Acts 10: 1-20. Antiochus Epiphanes died suddenly under circumstances which gave the Jews, whose temple he had profaned, occasion to regard his death as a judgment from heaven. Os ninety-three emperors who governed the whole or a large part of the Roman Empire, sixty-two were murdered or died under suspicious circumstances. S ardanapalus, after a shameful reign, set fixe to his palace and burned himself and his treasures to avoid falling into the hands of his conquerors.

SPICED AND PICKLED ARE THE INDIANA NEWS ITEMS IN THIS COLUMN. Fresh Inteircencc from Every Part of the State—Nothing ot Interest to Our Readers Lett Out. Minstr State Items. James Law of Edinbur?. was stricken with paralysis and may die. James Nixon, aged 70. a farmei, was killed in a runaway, at Mecca. Richmond talk” of organizing an association to bold a fair next year. John Moore of Elkhart, aged 73, was dangerously hrwt in a runaway. ■ Charles Zurcheid, struck by a train at Jeffers>.iville, died from his hurts. i A new Christian Church that will seat 1,200 people if being built in Frankfort. i Frank Breeding, a popular young man of Edinburg, died of consumption. Bland Whitaker of Quincy, Owen County, was instantly killed by a Monon train. : The name of the postoffice at Pleasant View, Wabash County, has been changed to Elko. I Rice M. Brown, aged 60, a survivor of the Mexican war, died at Mitchell with paralysis. I John Settler of Syracuse was fatally' hurt by the accidental discharge of a while hunting near Goshen. i A Frankfort father and son have i been reunited after having been separated since the war broke out. i Lorenzo Trobridge, of Harrison : Township, Delaware County, is dead at ' the age of 74. He was a pioneer. The bicycle factory that will locate in I Richmond has awakened that town and she will hustle for more industries. J. H. Barnum, a traveling artist, was ; arrested at Martinsville for attempting 1 to assault a little girl at Mahalsville. j E. W. Chapin, aged 26, of Francisville, was found dead near his barn, two miles from the town. Heart disease. With but a few exceptions the corn crop that was planted late is matured । beyond the reach ot frost in Indiana. Mrs. Lizzie Westfall, Independance, has suicided because her husband persisted in going to the Evansville Fair. | William Graybill of Jackson Township, Boone County, has been the victim iof three attempted assassinations recently. Floyd, Hairison and Crawford counties have produced 180,000 gallons as wine—claret and Burgundy mostly—this season. John M. Patterson, an inmate of the Northern Insane Asvlutn, at Logansport, ; from Elkhart, choked to death on a piece of beef. , The Guilford co-operative creamery [ at Moore’s Hill that cost §5,000 a year • ago has been sold for §6lO, Farmers are the losers. W. D, Benton has taken the premium 1 at the Seymour Fair for being the oldest ' married- man in the county. He was married in 1828. Sixty quarts of nitro-glycerine were J used to “shoot” a well at Greensburg, i and an excellent flow was obtained, the blaze rising up thirty feet. j Anderson is puzzled to know what

J | greeting among Anderson men is: “Good morning. Have you chained your wife?'’ An eight-foot fiy wheel in Crosby's paper-mills at North Marion burst, and one piece weighing 200 pounds went through the roof and landed 200 feet away. James «tory, aC.. W. & M. Railroad switchmm, who lost his arm I ecause of having it smashed while coupling cars at Wabash, has sued the company for 810.000 damages. John Burnham of Clay City, the 12-year-old son of James Burnham, accidentally discharged his shotgun into his thigh terribly lacerating the flesh. It is thought he will recover. Engineer Mel Jones of Madison, the young man who was injured by being caught under a threshing-machine when the bridge over which it was passing gave way, has since died. Mr. Robert Woods, President of the First National Bank of Knightstown, was thrown from his buggy and sustained injuries which it is feared may prove fatal. He is 86 years old. Four lawyers who prosecuted the Pettit murder trial in Tippecanoe a few years ago have handed in their bill for §12,000. The County Commissioners fainted wSen the bill was presented. Michael Leary of Anderson, a Lake Erie and Western switchman, was caught between a box car and a high platform at Muncie, at the plate-glass-works, and is thought to be fatal’y injured. Theodore Wool of Ecker ty, who mysteriously disappeared some months ago with a quantity of money, was dug out of a baystack, by some men on a farm near his home. His mind was gone, but his money was safe. The jury at Mitchell in the case of Curt Bass against the Monon railroad for putting him and his faction off the train at Greencastle over a year since, when the Tow-Bass shooting occurred, has rendered a decision in favor of Bass for 8499.99. Through the energy of Mr. Charles L. Henry, a company composed of Chicago and Anderson capitalists, have planted a large paper-mill in Anderson that will turn out ten tons of book paper per day and give employment to upwards of a hundred men. Mrs. Louis Bedwater, residing near Newpoint, met with a serious accident, while on her way home from Greensburg. On the road they met a fourhorse team running away, and her husband jumped out of their buggy to stop it. Their horse became frightened and ran off, throwing Mrs. Bed water violently to the ground, breaking three ribs and causing a scalp wound about four inches long. The buggy was a complete wreck. The family of Calvin Miller, near Marion, was blessed recently by the advent of triplets, two girls and a boy. The parents are aoout forty years old. The combined weight of the youngsters is seventeen pounds. The children and mother are apparently destined to year! of life. As John P. Foster, who lives on White River, a few miles from Mitchell, was returning home with his family, the team ran away, throwing both Foster and his wife out of the wagon. Foster got tangled in the lines and was dragged for some distance and had his skull terribly crushed.