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SNAINSNSNNINSNN - CHAPTER XlX.—(Continued.) That meeting set Horace thinking. Ever since he had watched Acton’s eyes when they rested upon Camilla's, and been jealous of him at the Hasham ball, he never till now dreamt of her having betrayed him for any one else. But if Acton was really not engaged to anybody, what could it all mean? Was there all this time a third lover in the case, of whom he had hitherto heard ~ nothing—only seen for that brief moment in his false one’s arms? | “Except at the bali,” Horace told himself, “I have somehow never detested this young Acton as a rival; on the con~trary, I have so far rather liked him, and albeit, he has not a good countenance, I am fond of men who have like him a head upon their shoulders. “He was there though that night. The chestnut hack is always proof of his presence. Still he may have been only helping a friend, but who in the wide world, could that friend be, whom Aecton, loving her himself, as I am almost sure he did, would yet throw, so to speak, into her very arms, while he stood calmIy by, or at all events kept watch in the aneighborhood? “It is all very strange—mysterious to a degree. “After all, what matters it to me? There was some one in her arms, and that is emough. Am I not engaged to another?’ And here he pitched down a | pen he had been abruptly biting, thrust : his hands into his pockets and strode | excitedly about the room. t Finding himself at the window he saw ’ that the great physician’s brongham and l pair had drawn up to the door, and soon i after Sir Ewing Crofton entered the roon. ! s - any glad I was sent for,” he said, “a | change of treatment was required.” i “Jack is worse, then?” f “N—no, but there are complications: | as I bhave told you, the case is serions | not desperate. 1 have only time now to | say that it Mr. Forbes has any relations | they ought to be seat for” ! “His parents have long been dead, and | strange to say the only relative 1 know | of has just left this room—Cyril .—\e‘:!“u, Lord Hammersley's son.” ' “Ha! he would be a cousin. Yes. The i Hammersleys were formerly frieads and | - patients of mine.” ’ | “8o he was saying.” “Yes, yes, sad history! of course you f kinow. Ay, ay, Cyril, so it was.” ;! “All before my time, Sir Ewing, I|° Enow nothing.” ! ‘ “Ah, indeed, oh, most painful. How- | ever, we'll talk of that wien I have more | Jeisure. Just tell me, is he quite an ob- |’ Ject? i “An objeet?” = “Well, a cripple is always more or| less—" i “A cripple—" l “PDo you mean to tell me that this Foung man is not a—"" ’ “My dear Sir Ewing, there is some mistake; Cyril Acton is remarkably h:nnLt some, taller than either of us, and as| straight as a diel” : “But I tell you Cyril was born a help- i less cripple, and must ever have remained so. I feared also that he would tura | -out an idiot. 5 “Well, my friend Acton is not that at | any rate!” l And Horace could not rostrain a laugh at the incongruity of the idea. i : CHAPTER XX. Jack Forbes' illzess turned out to be a bad ease of rheumatic fever, attributable i to the length of time he had been in that | lake on the day of the accident, and to | the fheglect of proper remedial measures | afterward. | A somewhat uncommon feature of the | malady was often present, from the very i first night, in Forbes' case, and this was | prolonged and violent fits of dclirium.' Fortunately, there never was any mw! more utterly without secrets than our | friend Jack, but of this Sir Ewing could | know nothing, and he was bound—since he had it in his power—to place by his bedside a thoroughly confidential person. Fortune, while hitting her hardest blows, Fet constantiy and proverbially selects just such a moment for flinging to us some compensating favor; and now when she had prostrated this good youth upon a bed of racking pain what does she do but send him as nurse under the visible providence of Sir Ewing, the very woman who had tended and weaned him as an infant. | “And so vou have got back an old fa-| vorite of years ago, eh, Mrs. Barrow?" | said Sir Ewing Crofton, one day, as the patient lay drowsily resting after a de- | lirious night. | “Lor’ biess 'im!” piously ejaculated the ‘ nurse: “and of all T ever tended, the only | one I ever loved; and to get him back in such a state,” she added, bending ovori the invalid as if he were her own nff-i spring, and smoothing his hair and pil- | low.#“But you will save him, sir, won't | you ?’ ! “If your patient pulls through I feel | gure you will have a grateful nature to | deal with. 1 suppose he has not yet rec- l ognized youn.” | “oOh, bless you, Doctor, no, sir, and 1 thought him too ill to put guestions to."” It was during his convalescence that Brudenell rode up to speak to Cyril Acton, who was leaning over the rails in Rotten Row. | “Ah, Acton,” said the former, bending from his saddle to shake hands, “how are you?”’ “All right, thanks. How is Jack?” “Well, he doesn't get on as we could svish.” . “By-the-bye, {alking of him reminds me. A very old friend of your family is most anxious to meet you.” “Well, who is he that craves the honor of seeing me?”’ “Sir Ewing Crofton.” Acton grew livid, to the great surprise of Horace, who was looking straight at him, and who vainly asked himself what it meant. : “He seems—Sir Ewing—to mix you up

somehow or other with your brother who died a few years back.” Acton had resumed his hat and with it his habitual cool aspect and manner. “Ah! I dare say. Oh, I have often heard my people talk of him. ‘Tell the old gentleman I shall be very glad, charmed to meet him, I am sure.” No sooner had he ridden off than Acton, quitting the crowded walk, struck across the Park to its solitude. ““Sir Ewing!” was his first ejaculation. “Confound his long memory! Os course he has always been my rock ahead, my most dreaded source of danger. I had hoped that after so many, many years-— yes, it is nearly a quarter of a century—that he would have forgotten. “Well, seventeen years pass by, and then Cyril—Lucius, as the world believes —dies. Accordingly, Sir Ewing expects to find in me a lad of twenty-two, bearing unmistakable signs of having come into existence as a rickety, imperfect being, for the case was pronounced from the first a hopeless one, “1f T meet him as proposed, I am ruined, for he would say: ‘How is this? No cripple infant, like the one I knew, could ever develop into what you are. You, therefore, are Lucius, and my patient here, Mr. John Forbes, is beir presumptive to Lord Hammersley and not you, as the “Peerage” ignorantly states.” What is to be done? It is of little use to be clever as Taeifer when no good move exists! T am eclever, thank my stars, and { I know it. No time is to be lost.” CHAPTER XXL It I 8 June at Silvermead. At lovely, stately Silvermead, where that leafy month is wont to be so prouad of itself. But this year sorrow well nigh unbearable forbids Camjlla Harding to revel in—- - almost to see its gindsome pageantry, or !(-\'x\n to taste its perfumed breath, She had not bowed to her doom without making a desperate effort to right ber destinies, but when the news of her reereant lover's engagement arrived, she gave up all hope and happiness, Lady Prendergast, who wae, as has been seen, completely in the dark, even more g 0 than Camilln, as to the real facts of the case, very naturally coneluded that if Horace Brudencll's marriage was proclaimed in the papers, no practical result could rewnrd her interference, One morning a servant entered with a letter for her ladyship. It bore no stamp. and the man said an answer was waited for. Camilla had already recognized the hand, and with cousiderable surprise. i When hes relative had earefully perused the letter in silence, she said: “Camilla, this is from an old friend of vours—Mr. Acton.” “And what does he say ™ “Read, dear, for yourself.” Camilla, of course, obeyed. The contents were as follows: “My Dear Lady Prendergast—Yon will no doubt be surprised to find that I am back again so soon in your vicinity. Somehow or other, 1 found myselt getting quite out of health and spirits in hot, crowded London, and our friend Mr. Do Basle has persuaded me to come down and cateh some of his famous trout. ‘Now, I know that when I was last here appearances were against me; and you deemed it necessary, in pursuance of certain views to which I need not further allude to ask me to discontinue my visits, and to insist upon my holding no intercourse with Miss Harding, » write this letter to ask you to remove these restrictions on eondition of my taking a solemn engagement which, when you urged it upon me before, 1 did not feel justified in entering into. My friendship for others did not then allow it. I am now ready to give my word of honor to be no ones ambassador, or intermediary, in any sense whatever for her father. *Believe me, sincerely yours, *UXRIL ACTON®™ “Well, gran’ma,” said the girl,"” you believe him, of course.” “I hardly know what to say.” And she reflectea: “Girls are unaccountable things. Her old friend and playmate may amuse, or at least distract her. She may even in time grow to—who knows?" “Well, gran'ma 7"’ asked Camilla. “Just write him, dear—- “ Dear Mr. Acton—Can you not dine with us to-day at half-past seven? Do if you can. At any rate I shall be very happy to see yor on the understanding ¥you propose. 1 remain, truly vours, “ELIZABETH PRENDERGAST.” And so the letter was sent to Acton, who awaited it with an anxiety he had tried hard to conceal in the sought-for ic:ln-h'ss woruing of his note, '\ CHAFTER X Xll It may be supposed that Acton was not likely to miss the opportunity so frankly extended to him. He firmly believed that ‘timn and tact were alone needed to enable him to eradicate whatever girlish ‘fm*lin;:s about Brudenell might still lin- { ger in Camilla’s breast, and to implant { an admiration and appreciation of him‘svlt’ in their stead, which should finally ripen into a new love. And now, now, what was his next move to be? Tirst of all he would court and propose to her. If, contrary to all probability, she rejected his suit, well then ke had yet a strong card to play to turn the losing game in his favor, or rather he reckoned upon having it in his cruel hand by the needed moment. For the girl herself, the young man’'s company was at the best a distraction, but it pleased Lady Prendergast, and so she gave him as much of her society as he desired; moreover, she never forgot her debt of gratitude. It never for an instant dawned upon her, as the weeks passed by, that her old friend, her almost playmate of former years, had any designs upon her what- | ever; and yet that very day he had spoken ‘ to Liady Prendergast concerning her, in- | tended that very evening to ask her to | become his wife. | | Lady Prendergast was naturally anx-

jous to learn the result of the proposat which Acton had, she thought so honof ably,hsubmit;ed to hfex;l:pg val, ané "H 4 ing the first hours of the following HRE-L ing, she waited patiently in , Camilla might speak about it or»w accord. But the girl made no allusion to 1% whatever; so that as the two sat at lui=. cheon atter ttfie servants had left the room, the old lady said: o “Come, Camilla, I was in hopes you would have had something to tell mé to=, day.” ; . “Yes, gran'ma, I know what you meas about last night—Cyril Acton. I am 89 sorry—l mean for him."” o “It is no, then?"” Camilla gave a little astonished lfl“‘h ' as she lifted her eyes for the first time | from the deerhound to the speaker. “Now, gran'ma, am I a likely person w love twice?” - el “Oh, as you will, darling. lam sure I's would not take the responsibility of urging any girl—much less my own little pet, | to a marriage distasteful to her. I am} sorry it is as you say; a little for his | gake, poor boy, but much, much more for | vours. I am, I own, disappointed, but what of that? Life is one long disappointment—mine has been so at least!" and she sighed audibly. : While the above conversation was be- | ing held Cyril Acton was actually doing what he had ostensibly come into these | parts expressly to do. He was catching trout. He rightly judged that it could | serve no wise end to present himself today at Silvermead; he was not in the mood to sit idly still and brood, and 80, | for once, he betook him, with some little | gusto, to the sport he loved not. He had spent a vestless night, and the exertion of whipping the waters for many hours would, he ecalculated—he was always caleulating something—tire him nicely for the following night. He felt somewhat humiliated, of course, but had no touch of despair. Why, indeed, should he, with such a fine game a8 still was his? Only it is so much pleasanter to suceeed by fair means than by foul. Up in London things were, apparently, going guite to his bent; at any rate as far as his dear friend Cave Handing was concerned, and he had written him 8 long letter that morning. The following day he presented himself at Sllvermead with the accnstomed offers ing of trout and nothing unaccustomed whatever in his air or demeanor, Camilla conld not but feel puzsled on finding the man who had so passionately set forth his ardent love, wild hopes, the agony of not winning her, and had frankIy refused, npon her almost solemn adjuration, to renounce his sult, now sud- ! denly relapse into the serene friend of her L childbood: and, albeit her experience was ) not large, an intoitive pesetration made ' her nsk herself whether Crril had Bot been mare probably acting during his love | geene rather than pow, L The girl was conscions, she conld hands Iv tell why, that Cyril Aetom had, by hils proposal, and even more by the manner of it, lost ground in her feelings and good opinion which he would never recover And zo the first few dars went by Neodless to say that a certain letier o dered from poor Cave Harding, and cope | ted verbatim, arrived with tonching pile tunlity. To be sure, it contained notkibg which his own inclination might tot have prompied: but had it been far otherwise, I am afraid to see what senteneces, evel about hia Camilia, the poor gamester might not have been goaded into inditing, in fear lest he might not be sent the thrve bandoed pounds which Aclon so srifully et him divine were probably dependent on his compliane iTo be continned) A Forgotten Hero, Instances of Individual heroism were not lacking among the colored races, both pegro and Indian, during the war of the colonies for “l‘.h‘;’@'“éh’i’-“i‘. One of the most noted among the black men who fought against the British was Austin Dabney, a yvouug mulatto living in Pike County, Georgla. Austin was a free man, and was known to the planters for his sobriety and industry even when a boy. He shouldered a musket and jolned the army, working in the trenches and fighting bravely during three years. He was severely wounded in a skirmisgh in the winter of 77, and was earried into the house of a planter named Harris, where he was kindly cared for and nurzed back to health, As soon as he could walk he loined the army ::\‘.:.x:n and remained until the end of the war, when in recognition of his Dravery a pension was granted him by the Government. The State of Georgia also gave him valuable land. Dabney tilled it so skillfully as to become a weakhy man. He had neither wife nor children. His benefactor, Harris, had died, leavinga helpless family, and the grateful negro gave all of his means and his life to their service. He supported them as long as he lived, sending the oldest boy to college and then to the law school. Whenat the end of three years youns Harris ecame up for examination, Dabkn--,\ stood up in the court-rooill trembling with anxiety. When the boy passed triumphantly and was welcomed as a member of the bar, the old negro burst into tears. He lived to a great age, and was honored throughout his native State, not only as a veteran who had fought bravely for his country, but as a man of ability and high integrity. In the records which Afro-Ameri-cans are now making, for their own encouragement, of the men of their race who have achieved success and distinction struggling against heavy odds, they should put the story of the poor Georgian soldier, Austin Dabney. Reigning Fad for Banguet Rings, Thece I 8 quite a fad at the moment for bauquet rings. The banquet ring is a collection of gems of all hues worked into au ornate design and covering the finger from knuckle to knuckle. Originality of design is sought for in these baubles, still some show the familiar three plumes, the family crest or a miniature erown. The child taught to believe any occurrence a good or evil omen, or any day of the week lucky, hath a wide inroad made upon the soundness of his understanding. . e R g

TR R £ ot el RRe eg T ATH AT THE FEAST. | B sAk UL avl, B ! THE CZAR'S | early 3,000 People Kitled and Tu- | ‘l''*ed at a Banquet—Mad Rush for | A*« ,‘.,L,,f?fl!ltl-‘(:rowd Overpowers the | Attendants and a Panic Ensues, e—- — Fatal Crush in Moscow. } e 2,000 people, including many per%w%_ of high rank, were trampled to ‘death in Moscow. The catastrophe occurred at a public feast, which had been %fld in the Hodynsky Plain, in front of the Petroysky Palace, in honor of the | coronation of the Czar. The disastor ocifi;m? between 5 and 6 o'clock in the %m ng. It was intendea that the ban&t should commence before noon, but the immense throng which had gathered ‘around the sheds where the liquor mugs ‘were to be presented and the food distributed became so dense that the attendants were overpowered and thrown to the ground in the mad struggles which commeneced for food and the gifts, and many of these attendants being numbered among the dead., The police made desperate attempts to control the people, but ‘all their efforts were futile, and men, women and children were trampled upon by hundreds. Some terrible, heartrending scenes were - witnessed among the survivors who were seeking relatives among the victims., The latter were mostly peasants, and few of them have ns yet been identified. They were lying in heaps, as they had been extrieated during the afternoon, their chushed, blood-stained and horribly distorted faces upturned in the scorching sun, Grayhaired men and women lay alongside children and sturdy men, all erushed as it beneath heavy rollers, Among the dead were ladieX evidently of high rank dressed In fine silk and adorned with rich jewels. Cause of the Disaster. The disaster, it is now explained, was due mainly to the absence of the police, who had not arrived at so carly an hour in the morning at the scene where the festivities were seheduled to take place. Pully 200,000 persons of nll grades of society had gathered on the Hodynsky plain at the time the disaster ocourred. Only 1,000 attendants wore in charge, and they seemed to be nnalle 1o contral the mob, Hoping 1o lessen the prigsare of the as. sombled hondreds of thousands, all n x Ing towand a common o, they 1 ! 2 the packages and presents info the midst | of the crowd. This dngly precipitat- | o the panie. « \ ; G it psfl?u,-W\,.sg 6t t £t . i : i the h“;:-a"-& jriv 0l 21 { 35 formed a y iran i NO Halt 1o Festivitie ', The follow * i . 1 Crarina atte ; i . Hant Lall at ¢ ] § e amitions had . i 3 ! ornte seale far Yol i i that 70,000 « BRI i ) . o glone. rare % i ant & 5 ! t and vegetabies le F Lroaght 1 the taost diatant « i L of the Joast, while | : { the costlwst avd most olezans ¢ el furnltnre o set off b P pa kate where | ged i THE CHICAGO KOAD R:CE. | Won Ly O, P, Nelaon, o Wheclman | Practlcally Unkuown, ! When the Goths and Huus and Vandals swept don s on t g ing the misiress of the world, t Hid ot come witis | s } band of Jan x PG o | upon Chicago's v pars sten e 8 | flock of hawks swarm of nestlings | At the wind-up of f innual D ra 1| Day road race. It wa g ver | A moddy road of a Litth i 1 £ ; five miles in Rili. Biver JXLIRK) i - i T b o AN Eas 1™ , L ] \ f ) | ,S Y i ; " l'; } s\% S SN | - ‘2:\‘“3‘“ y oy 4 A g . - ~ | e, e " f o \ i r 4 AN Y “ffi’ R T \&\ (’)!,- i," §3¥ Xk S AR ¢ Yy | L’ W= )”r o 1 NN i s - i q \\\\// b - Y 3 ‘v L » J e /& ; 0. P. NELSON. Winner of the Chieago Road Race, womaen and hiids i ' eel, ahorse and at yho, saw the "'s led™ ateeds sizz by and pass « L other in ex- | citing alternation. ; 0. P. Nelson, of the Monitor (C; i lub, was the first n to or the pat riotic ribbon at the tinish. He won in 1:12:53. K. B. Murphy, of the North Shore Cyeling Club, won the time priza in 1:09:22. B. F. Faulhaber, of the Smalley Cyeling Club, a 4:30 man, won second time honors in 1:09:57%. Both Nelson and Murphy are practically unknown to the eycling world. Nelson was given a handicap of 9:00 and Murphy of 0:00. The race was excellently managed, accidents were comparatively few, and victories and defeats alike were accepted with good grace by all contestants, One of Dickens' Fads. Dickens, who made his presence felt wherever he wandered, sometimes wrote upon window panes, and at a sgplendid old coaching inn—now almost a wilderness—on the Great North road, not far from Pontefract, is a very clear signature of his on the dining-room window pane. No Wonder She Grew Tired, In a South lmlmm' divorce trial the interesting fact was brought out that the husband had kissed his wife at least 100 times each day. Dr. Jameson is still attracting much attention in London. ’ublishers’ agents are on his track all the time, trying to get him to write a book, and an enterprising museum manager has offered him a princely sum to exhibit for a week,

|THE SUNDAY scnoori o S et ——————— INTERESTING AND INSTRUCTIVE i LESSON. l e e e B}!,gctiou of an Elevating Charactey —Wholesome Food for Thought— Studying the Scriptural Lesson Intelligently and Profitably, A, X.esson for June 7. Golden Text—*Let this mind be in you, which was also in Christ Jesus.”—Phil, 2: 8. Warning to the Disciples is the title given this lesson—Luke 22: 24-37. A pause in the passion week. Jesus is on his swift way to the death, He sees the cross looming up before him, but he stands still in the midst of his course to give his disciples instruction. Be ready, thus, for emergencies. Be not so wedded to program or to method as not to be able to step aside for special ministering at the moment's eall. We were in the midst of devotional duties. A touch at the elbow—“A sick man next door.” It was not the prescribed time for calling on the sick, but something said, Go at once. The voice was obeyed, and a returning prodigal pointed the way home. He seemed to these mortal eyes to be good for days and perhaps weeks of life, but the next word that came was ‘““The man next door is dead. He passed away suddenly, as he was sitting in his chair by the window.” God be thanked for the quick impulse quickly obeyed. Be ready; be alert; be obedient. Lesson Hints, “A strife,” and almost under the cross! Ah, these were human, weakly human, strongly human; Christ only was divine. They had just been asking *“which of them it was that should do this thing”— betray him. And there, in their bickering strife, they were all doing it. In a sense we do it still. “Accounted greater,” In the Greek seem to be greater. It was not so much which was really greater, but, which had the appearance of being greater. Is not this the occasion of most of ecarth's contention? Suppose we leave it with God, where cach gets what belongs to him—and to (hrist! “Exercise lordship” is one word in the original—lord it, play the lord. It is the worid's way, as it were, of amusing itself, ‘ Christians ought to be engagzed in some- % thing more serious and substantial, | “Henefactors” these lords called them- | ael v 2, a8 if the world existed for them | | and by them, It is the seliish idea of ben- % The Christian conception ls | mething radiealiy other. He only who | minstors and gives & benef i i I' §-N s o 1 a seif-saerdicing lite. One & . } by a kind of 1 s thn A 1y lok 1. “veshall not be i v r AT r 4 t's life and i = i : you as he that . i Lava T MY 14yt pog ap- . i . :r":-‘v.'gr.«z' ¢ A : y 3 = W t. it we are § ] | riests usto Gl (ars is a - o i y not as. o { a4 powser to . p ue, as it did the Lord Christ ! s o mar ent and drink at my ta- \ 5 1t Is supper time i ahother ¢ ~:.' 1 '!‘3“‘."]. I’ 1 thia %Ll tahle { \'.‘Z'A'!l I’Jl\':.'! P ancaks, "1 i preparest a table before 5 @ the presence of mine enemies.” No L i Sl liat now, and put the ¢ to confusion as they icok on. f “That thy fanith tail vot.” From the | Grook word, “fail,” here used, comes ‘ : v \ yred .‘ l;» It was the “eclipse of !! + il iy vhich Peter was being % X ,‘ . § 4 that he should get his oye | oft { his Leord But O the conifort i of those words: "1 have prayed for youl” | Have faith ! And a like warning he gives to them all. ';:‘ a sword-not to fight men, but to fight the temptations about to break upon let \ Sell eversth ~as it were, and Iy¥ : all the »\-:-.;‘.,:fi, Giod gives you into ;¢! meeting of this Hi ry ?:"::l’_ ('}H'ifit ; ~ 't with us now in bodily presence, but i the sword of the Spirit is with us, Fight tiil he come. 1 Illustrations. § (‘hrist is still leading on, his word and "'; . ':. lifting men toward God., The last f him, with mortal eyes, he is nointing upward, and his influener, as an sting .\ abides. These strong vords used to characterize “The Poet” apnly vet more beautifully and affeetingIy to Christ, and the Christ life. ’ “Omn heights afar that voice is heard, A1 1 the dim path he breaks to-day Will sometime be a trodden way; But when the race comes toiling on, That voice of wonder will be gone, Bo heard on higher peaks afar, Maoved upward with the moving star, O men of carth. that wondering voice Still goes the upward way—Rejoice!” I'he nearer we come to the limits of the Christ life, either in its beginning or its { ending. {he more conscious we are made "\" \ ~ I’hese sentences of closiVe sotions have an unearthly, while § L distincetly earthly, ring in them. 'i‘in-.\ toll of a spirit other than the worldly spirit, and they mark a f“il‘:ir:l(‘ief‘ conspicuously celestial and (lxvme.‘. Soame Jenvns has said in mest sententious nn_d F\‘n;‘:‘l‘xi?\‘: language that the man \\'}m‘ is not sensible of the superior beauty, simplicity and originality of the H.{)slwls, as compared with other religions, is “‘as deficient in taste as in faith and as bad a critic as a Christian,” and that to hvli'«-\‘e! these Gospel annals to be prm]'tn'lbh' without the presence of a God-man in the midst, a divine Christ, one must .lw “possossed of much more faith than is necessary to make him a Christian, :'\'nd remain an infidel from mere credulity. Next Lesson—“ Jesus Crucified”—Luke 23: 33-46.. A curious lake has been found in the Island of IKildine, in the North Sea. It is separated from the ocean by a narrow strip of land, in which sponges, codfish and other marine antmals flourish. The surface of the water, however, is perfectly fresh, and supports daphuias and other fresh water creatures. e Mr. Gladstone thinks the resnonsibility for Armenia now rests with Russia, since that power, and not England, now dominates Turkey. It is to be hoped the recording angel has made a note of the transfer, says the Philadelphig Times.

‘RECORD OF THE WEEK | Mt = INDIAMA INCIDENTS TERSELY i , TOLD. o | Er—— ¥ New Use for Bioodhounds—Peculiar Effect Upon Corn Produced by a Storm—DMary Smith Will Get Her Share of Her Father’s Estate, R Bloodhounds Find a Lost Baby, A new use was found for bloodhounds at Kokomo Saturday. The 3-year-old child of Marion and Mrs. Scott, of Chicago, on a visit, wandered awany from the house and became lost. Several hours’ search failed to reveal the whercabouts of the lost baby, when Dr. Bell offered to return the child unharmed to the parents by the use of his bloodhounds that are used to run down criminals. The ferocious beasts were put on the trail of the baby, and with a twenty minutes' run overtook it beyond Kokomo Junetion, more than two miles away. The child was returned safely to the distracted parents. The dogs, instead of offering to harm it, served as protectors until the attendants arrived. Corn Cooked During the Storm. Investigations of the blighted corn crops near Anderson cause local scientific men to arrive at the conclusion that the eleetrical condition of the air during the tornado was different from what it has ever been. In certain sections the corn is brown and dead, and can be reduced to powder by rubbing between the hands. It is blistered as though subjected to a most terrific heat. The theory advanced is that there were electrical eurrents in the air that were brought in contact with the ground by the wind, and that they were so hot as to blister the growing corn. The matter has attracted a greau deal of attention. Missing Dauzhter Is Found, Mary Smith, after many years’ absence, and whose whereabouts were unknown to her family, has returned to Kokomo to claim her portion of her father's estate. IPifteen years ago Miss Smith, daughter of a wealthy farmer, married against the will of her parents, and for this was driven from home and memory, being entirely ostracized by relatives, The marriage was an anfortunate one. In three years she was deserted by ber vnwerthy husband. Abandened and friendless, she placed her two infant children in the orphans’ home, and being in poor health, she was eared for at the county poorhouse. |On recovering, she left the poorhouse, | wandering away no cne knew where, That was ten years ago. Threoe weeks 2o the father died. 1t was feund necest the miss » Mary shounld be i | y sirn ha Ipers :l"‘l piruye hip to the $40,000 estate. She 18 loeat at Vaiparaiso, this State, vhere she was evgaged as dishwasher at i { All Cver the State. ‘ f.ewis Gamm and Willinm May, of Cen’l et, hiled suit in the Circuit Court t against the Vandalia Railroad Company ' for § 0,060 each for damages. March 12 last Afay and Gumm were hurt in a wreck { on the Center Point division of the Vandalin, Their injuries, they assert, will cripple them for life. Howard Yocum, the Alliance, 0., Adams Express messenger who stole a sl,(83 package two years ago and was arrested at Fort Wayne, confessed Wednesday to the officers before he was taken to Ohio, without requisition papers. He had tattoo marks all over his body, which he had redecorated by a Chicago artlst to jeevent ideatification. Yocum was made to read Boconn and illi!‘lill letters were worked into beautiful ornamentagglesigns. He also kept his black mustache a faded blonde. . E. Henry, of Galesburg, 111., an Oshkosh traveling insuranee man, is alleged to have passed a $1 bill raised to n ten on Al Foster's saloon at Columbus, and offered another at the Third street beer garden, when the attempted fraud was discovered, two policemen called, and the stranger taken to jail. He did not deny the charge and satd his father lived near Nashville, Brown County. In his room at the St. Denis Hotel tools and finids for doing the work were found in ! his grip, Id Waren, the supposed slayer of Chas. Badger near Avilla, was taken to Goshen for safe keeping, as the sentiment was <o strong azainst him that it was feared that he would be lynched. Early in the evening the men were seen gathering in groups, and upon hearing this Sheriff Simon hastened his prisoner to the Goshen jail. Ulysses Badger, who was also shot by Waren, cannot recover. When Ulysses fell after being shot he saw Ed Waren running through the woods and after reoaining consciousness said that Waren was the assailant. The outleok for the coming wheat crop | in the vicinity of Bedford is not very encouraging, so far as the number of bushels per acre will average. Well-in-formed wheat men say that the c¢rop will not make over half a yield, and nowhere an average crop. The late rains insure a splendid fruit crop. The trees are loaded with fruit to their utmost capacity, and the berry bushes in the thrownout fields are as full of fine large berries as they can hold. What is lacking in wvheat will be made up in frait. Several months ago Ollie Coolidge, a respected young lady, left her home in Princeton to join a show company called the “Bloomer Girl.” With the company was Charles T. Robinson, whose show name is Charles T. Hart. Oilie and Hart were married at Windsor, Can. When the show season ended they came to Princeton. On the noon train Tuesday came a handsome young woman from Homer, Mich., who claims to be wife No. 1. Her truant husband had in some wayv heard of her coming and left the I'-\\.'ll. Wife No. 1 was married to Robinson at Scottsburg, Ind., July 4, 1892 She called on wife No. 2, but the meeting was not a happy one. Nadel & Kempner, clothing dealers of IClkhart, have assigned. No statement of linbilities and assets has been made. One hundred bushels of potatoes for a book of poems—this is what Clifford Abbott, a rural poet of Rockport, received for a copy of his first work. At their usual price this would be $235, the same amount that Milton is said to have received for “Paradise Lost.” A second offer of 150 bushels was made, but Mr. Abbott declined it, saying that a poet cana not live on potatoes alone. He will probably go down into history as the “Hoosier Potato Poet.” ¢