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-mime CHAPTER I. A spoiled beauty—spoiled by a devotion 41 nd love such as fall to the lot of few women—Lady Rooden did not know the meaning of the word “care.” She was only seventeen when Sir Charles Rooden wood and won her: and from that time he had surrounded her with such loving clre that her lot among women was quite exceptional. Few knew such unalloyed happiness as she enjoyed. At times a fleeting regret that she had no son to succeed her husband would come over her; but even that regret was softened when she remembered how deeply he loved their little daughter. The Roodens of Rood Abbey had been for many generations owners of that fair and fertile domain. The estate, which was situated in one of the most beautiful of the Midland Counties, was singularly favored by nature, and not the least of its charms was the bright flashing river Leir, smooth and peaceful in places, spanned here and there by rustic bridges and widening in its course until it developed into the broad, deep reach in front of the Abbey itself. Sir Charles Rooden, the ideal of an English landlord—handsome, brave, generous, and a true lover of all out-door and manly sports —was still young when he I fell in love with one of the most beautiful I girls of her day, Laura Milroy, the only : daughter of the Earl of Milroy. In his ; blind idolatry he never perceived that ; she was vain or selfish, that she was shal- ! low at heart; he discerned in her only the ; attributes of a good and noble woman, | and he loved her implicitly. Uis wife ; was the center of his hopes and plans, i the one object of his care and worship; ; ami next to her in his affection came his ; little daughter, whom, because of her beautiful face and sweet serious eyes— i - eyes in which dwelt a sweet brooding seriousness—they named Angela. Angela had reached her twelfth year when her first great sorrow fell upon her. A sweeter, fairer maiden it would hardly hare been possible to find. To those who knew how frail and uncertain human love is, there was something almost pitiful in the devotion of the child to her father. The blow, when it did fall, was therefore all the more terrible to her. For there came a day. bright and sunny, full of perfume and sweetness and song, when ; Sir Charles Rooden left home in the > morning with laughing, jesting words on ; his lips and was carried back in the even- j ing dead. The evening was as fair as the morning. The wind stirred the lilacs and the long laburnum-tresses gently in the gaiden below; nature seemed to be reposing in the peaceful calm that had settled over all. “I wonder what it is, Angel?” said Lady Rooden. “A crowd seems to bo moving and coming in this direction. They are carrying something. What can it be?” “1 do not see papa,” said the child, whom nothing else interested; and they grew silent as the tall trees and the finding of the river hid the crowd from their view. “I wish papa would come!” cried the child, presently; and then, after a few minutes, there was a sound of tramping footsteps, of hurried, hushed voices, and the old butler came hastily on to the terrace. “My lady, my lady, come in quickly!” he cried. “Do not look toward the river! Come in!” Lady. Rooden turned to him in wonder. “What?” she gasped, her face growing white and rigid. “My master was found in the river, my lady!” Jarvis replied, wringing his hands; “In the river? Found in the river, do you say? Then he is dead!” “He is dead, my lady, and they are bringing him home!” answered the man. With a wild cry Lady Rooden flew from the house down to the avenue, where she met the men bearing the lifeless body of her husband. When she saw his dead face, she fell, with a low anguished cry, to the ground, and was carried back home senseless. It was not until the first shock was over that any one thought of the child. They found her lying near the window of the Toom, in an agony ot grief which no words of comfort could abate. The mystery surrounding Sir Charles Rooden’s death was never solved. Whether he had attempted to cross the river where it was shallowest, and had been carried away by the force of the current, or whether his horse had become restive and dashed into the water, no one ever knew. No one had seen the baronet; no one came forward to say that they had met him on that day. That it was an I accident every one agreed, but how it j occurred there was no living witness to ' tell. How deeply the genial, generous master j of Rood was mourned was shown by the assemblage of rich and poor who came to pay a last tribute ®f lespeet to a neighbor and friend^ In his will Sir Charles had not forgotten any of his faithful old servants or any of the charities he had supported. Yet to those who listened to the reading of the document there seemed to be something strange in it. It was strange that no income had been settled on the daughter for whom he had always such unbounded affection; strange that no dowry had been left to her; strange that not one farthing of what must ultimately be a large fortune should reach her until her mother’s death; strange that so vast a fortune ■Jjould be left to the absolute disposal of

a beautiful young widow. No restriction was placed upon her; there was no forfeiture of money if she married again. The , only thing she could not do was to part with property belonging in way to house or estate. She could not sell a picture or a tree; everything was to descend to Angela just as she had received it. "A strange will!” the listeners agreed, but it only showed the implicit trust Sir Charles had in his wife. Lady Rooden was a little surprised herself. She had not expected such unreserved generosity, and she had certainly thought that provision would have been made for Angela. She caught the child in her arms, and kissed the fair young face in a passion of tears. “You shall not suffer, my darling,” she declared, “for papa’s generosity to me. I will more than make up to you for it.” JBut Angela did not understand. She only clasped her arms more tightly around her mother’s neck. After Sir Charles' death. Lady Rooden did not care to remain at Rood Abbey. Her one desire was to go abroad, to seek in change some relief from her present sorrow. She was married so young—when only seventeen —and the whole of her happy married life had been so completely engrossed by her love for her husband and a ceaseless round of pleasures, that she had given little thought to foreign travel. Now a great desire came over her to see all the famous countries and cities of which she had read; and i Angela was delighted with her plan. She secured the services of a clever and I accomplished gentlewoman, Miss Avej land; and a few months after Sir Charles’ | death Lady Rooden and her daughter ; started for a tour which was to last four j years, while Rood Abbey was left in i the hands of faithful old servants, who I wer^ to hold it in readiness for their reI turn. CHAPTER 11. Five years had passed since Sir Charles i Rooden was laid to rest. May had come ■ round again, with its wealth of foliage j and of flowers—a fair, bright May, such as poets love to portray. The London season was a brilliant one—there had not been a better for many years. The draw-ing-rooms had been well attended; a great many presentations had been made, and, better than all, an unusual number of beautiful faces had appeared at court. One of tin most commanding houses overlooking Hyde Park, one of a stately row called Palace Place, was especially ; noticeable this May morning for the lovei ly flowers that tilled the light Italian bal- ' cony. A beautiful girl stood near the blooming hyacinths which occupied one !of the windows—a girl with a sweet, passionate face, and eyes that, lovely as they were, could not be easily read. Near her stood a tall, handsome man, Captain Vance Wynyard. The girl's face revealed her love-story clearly. It paled and flushed as he spoke to her; the proud sensitive Iyo trembled, the eyes deepened and brightened, as his words of love fell upon her ears. The beautiful, passionate face and eloquent eyes were those of Gladys Rane, a niece of Lady Kinloch, a debutante of the season, whose beauty had made its mark. Lady Kinloch, the mistress of the mansion renowned for its famous flowers and known as Loch House, was a rich and childless widow. She had adopted the only child of her dead sister, and had brought her up in the hope that the beauty of which her girlhood gave promise would develop to maturity, and that she would one day make a brilliant match; but whether Lady Kinloch would ever see her adopted daughter make the brilliant match she had hoped for was more than doubtful, for Gladys had fallen in love with handsome Captain Wynyard, who had already lost two fortunes, and was quite ready to lose a third, should it ever come within his reach. The bejeweled white fingers toyed with the flowers, which served also as an excuse for bending her face, lest he should read the love so plainly visible there. Suddenly she looked up at him, forgetting the hyacinths in the interest of her question: “Have you heard of the new arrivals, Vance?” “What new arrivals, Gladys?" he asked. “Mother aud daughter Lady Rooden aud her daughter Angela. All London Is talking about them. The daughter is seventeen, the mother thirty-five; but her ladyship looks—so lam told—quite ten years younger,,and has been pronounced one of the most lovely women in London, as well as one of the wealthiest.” Captain Vance’s handsome eyes gleamed with interest. “Rich, is she? Some people are fortunate. To be rich and beautiful is to have I an undue preponderance of this world's j gifts. Tell me about them, Gladys.” । “Lady Rooden is the widow of Sir ' Charles Rooden, of Rood Abbey. He died I quite suddenly four or five years ago—he | was drowned, I believe —and left the whole of his large fortune to her.” “She will be a prize, then,” continued the Captain. “And what fortune has the daughter?” “Although he was so wealthy. Sir Charles left no separate fortune to his daughter; but at her mother’s death everything goes to her —not before,” “What will happen if the mother marries again?” asked the Captain. “Noshing. Her husband would have the.full use of her wealth while she lived; but it would go to her daughter at the mother’s death’” “And what,” he asked, looking up suddenly—“what if the daughter dies before | the mother?” “Then the whole of the property be- j

comes hers, to do with as she wills. What cold-blooded questions you ask, Vance!” “I like to understand,” ho returned. “It is rather a novel state of things, and I am getting quite interested.” “I wish to heaven that you had Rood । Ibbey and a large fortune.” “So do I,” sighed Gladys. “What a curse poverty is!” he continued. “Here are you and I— we love each other—we have not said much about it, but we love each other—and yet “I know,” she interrupted, raising her face, which was full of pain, to his —“I inderstand.” “If my career had been a little less mad!” he sighs, regretfully. “I have wasted two fortunes, and I doubt much whether I shall ever have a third. We are in the same position, Gladys—you will have to marry money, and I must do the same.” “I suppose it must be so,” she said, resignedly. But he noted the pain in her eyes, aud 'the trembling of her lips. “I know no two people in the world who would be so happy together as you and I,” he added; “yet, because we neither of us have money, we must stifle our love and always live apart. I wish you had fortune, Gladys, or that people could do without money.” “So do I,” said Gladys Rane, with a bitter sigh. Yet neither of them for a moment dreamed of what want of money’ and the desire to obtain it would do for them in the future. On that bright May morning, j among the hyacinths in the sunlight, no | warning came to them of the shape the I future was to take. Every one seemed to be talking of 1 Lady Rooden and her daughter that even- . ing. Captain Vance went to his club, the * Royal, and found they were the topic of conversation there. Nothing so interest- 1 ing, nothing so strange, had been dis- . cussed for some time —a mother beautiful and fair as her own most beautiful child; a child in grace and loveliness the rival of her own mother. The discussion was at its height when Wynyard entered tie smoking-room. “I think all London has gone craty about the new beauties,” he remarked. “Ashton,” ho continued, turning to one of his most intimate friends, “you were at the Embassy ball last evening. Did you see them?” “Yes; they were both there —Lady Rooden and her daughter.” “Which is the belle?” asked Wynyard. “I could not tell you. I have never seen two women so perfect. The old comparison of a rose and a rosebud is weak. No one would believe them to be mother and daughter; they’ are like younger and elder sister—the daughter so : slim and graceful, the mother tall and stately. There is nor such another pair in London.” “Should you think there was any prospect of the mother remarrying?" asked Wynyard. “Yes, I should think it is almost certain; and I think I can guess who the man is who will marry her.” “Who is he?” asked the ex-Captain, anxiously. “The one who flatters her most,” laughed Mr. Ashton; "he will be the one to win her. That is her ladyship’s weak side.” Neither billiards nor cards had tiny charm for Vance Wynyard that evening; i he was unusually thoughtful and engrossed. If he sighed at times, it was because memory brought to hinCTmilly • the beautiful, sorrowful face of Gfadyr Rane. (To be continued.) Temperature of the I pper Regions. An interesting scientific experiment was made recently in Paris with the aid of a balloon, which was sent up from Villette at IOiBO. The object of the experiment was to collect a quantity of the atmosphere at a very great i altitude for purposes of analysis. The 1 balloon was, therefore, sent up alone with the necessary instruments attached to it. These consisted of an entirely new kind of reservoir, capable of holding six litres of air. To this was attached a spiral arrangement terminating in a tap hermetically sealed, but so arranged with a clockwork apparatus that It would open just one hour after the ascent and close again one minute later. A good deal of ingenuity had been displayed in this invention. In order to preserve the reservoir from the intense cold of the upper regions, it was surrounded by a bath of soda water, which was expected to keep tha apparatus at an even temperature. In addition the balloon also carried two baro-thermographs for registn’.tion purposes at high altitudes. Attached to the balloon are instructions to those who may find it. so that it may be carefully wrapped up and forwarded to l’aris forthwith. A Swift French Vessel. Probably the swiftest vessel in the world has recently been built In France. This extraordnary craft Is the seagoing torpedo vessel constructed in Havre by the well-known house of Augustin Normand, the contract rei qulrlng that it should maintain a ?pee£r of from twenty-nine to thirty knots for an hour under usual steam. At its trial trip, It seems, this vessel, the Forban, ran a distance of more than thir-ty-one knots in an hour, this being equivalent to about thirty-Jive rilles, probably the greatest distance ever covered by a seagoing ship in sixty minutes—powerful engines being necessary, of course, to drive the vessel through the water at such a rapid rate. On this score, therefore, the statement is not surprising that, although the displacement of the craft is only about 150 English tons, it carries engines of 8,250 horse power.—Revue IndustrSblle. The anoients had no marks of punctuation; all their letters were of the SYine size, no distinction being made between those which began a sentence or proper name and other letters. There wrs no separation of' the words, or even o’ the sentences, and hence much difficulty has arisen In construing many passages in the writings of the anfieut historians. Charles V., Emperor of Germany and King of Spain, had a lower jaw \thich protruded so far that be could not ’masticate his food. This was a family । peculiarity, and culminated in his sucI lessor, Charles the Idiot, who died of j Inanition.

THE SUNDAY SCHOOL. ' SE RIOUS SUBJECTS CAREFULLY CONSIDERED. A Scholarly Exposition of the Lesson -Thoughts Worthy of Calm Reflec*°n—Ha!f an Hour’s Study of the ^iptures-Time Well Spent. Lesson for October 25. T ext.—“My son, if sinners enTh consent thou not.”—Prov. 1: 10. “ I roverbs of Solomon is the subject lesson > and is found in Prov. U 8 Was rem « r ke d in the notes upon the lesson front Proverbs last quarter, the book is a collection of sayings of many mtferent writers, of whom Solomon was * s the opinion of most scholars that the present lesson is not ineluded in the portion written by Solomon. The first verse is the title of the whole book, not of the words which immediately follow. From the indications afforded by the various headings the following portions are probably to be ascribed to Solojnon himself: 10:1—22:16 and 25:1— 29:27. The first nine chapters of the book have a certain unity, consisting of tr collection of discourses supposed to be Spoken by wisdom, personified, and addressed to a young man “my son.” This X'sson falls naturally m’o two parts: the Kreface of the whole book (vs. 1-6) and the Kirst discourse (7-19). I “To know wisdom amb instruction:” chat is “this book is intended to teach pnen to know wisdom,” etc. • “The instruction of wisdom:" revised version, “instruction in wise dealings." 'The idea is that the study of a wise book .will make the reader capable of discrimination in the practical affairs of life as well as in moral decisions. “Subtilty:” here a synonym of discretion. Subtilty does not always imply craftiness. The “simpl?” is of course the inexperienced youth, not the feebleminded. “A wise man will hear, and will increase learning:” More probably, as in the revised version, “That the wise man may hear, and increase in learning. The verse describes another purpose of the jjook: not merely to give instruction to the simple, but also to add ‘o the wisdom of the wise. “To understand a proverb, and the interpretation; the words of the wise, and their dark sayings:” reference is here made to two of the mos’ common varieties of “wisdom literature:” the simili- ; tude, or metaphor, and the riddle. Each needed some insight and sagacity for its understanding The purpose of the book is therefore threefold: to assist the unlearned, to increase the knowledge of the wise, and to give instruction in the science of interpretation. “The beginning of knowledge:" or. rhe chief part of knowledge. The latter gives perhaps a better m use. th 'Ugh cither is easily understood. If we take “beginning.” the meaning is ih.it not until a man learns to fear G"d has he begun to possess true knowledge. Reverence for parents is greater in the East than with vs. The authority of the । father there does not cease when the ; children reach maturity The wisdom of ' ago is more highly regarded than the prercocity of youth. It nsiuht l>o well for us if something of the sane feeling existed among ns. “An ornament of grace unto thy head:” nothing so well becomes a young man or woman as deference towards the parents. “Ornament of grace" i- not a figurative expression; it means a string of jewels used for ornament. “If sinners entice thee.” sinners always entice the inocent; it somes natural to tin m. Sin loves company. The sinner i quiets his conscience by dragging others • into sin and then arguing that he is no worse than they. “Let us lay wait for blood:" here the temptation is to highway robbery or other violence. But the words are just ns applicable to any oilier ac' of oppression or i fraud towards one’s neighbor. Warnings against the personal v cos of intemperance, etc., are found in abundance in the proverbs, but not in this lesson. “Cast in thy lot among us:” one of the most subtle temptations that can come to a young man is to ac. ept the apparently sincere offers of good fellowship and comradeship made by evil companions. An appearance of reckless generosity and willingness to share everything is very attractive to the inexperienced victim. The "treating" habit supports many of our saloons. Put tin s princely givers in a place where they have a chance to pay an honest debt, and their true character is revealed. “Walk not thou in the way with them:” thus avoiding temptation. When an innocent person begins to walk along by the side of a tempter and listen to his arguments, his chances for resisting the temptation are small. “Make haste to lied blood:” make haste in an evil cans:’, while the rigk.’ous are apt to be slow in doing good. “Surely in vain the m-i is spread in the sight of any bird:” even i bird is shrewd ■ enough not to walk into a snare against which it has I,eon warn<'d But men are sometimes less sensible. “For their own blood-” their violence shall recoil upon their own heads. “So are the ways:” their end shall be disastrous. Next Lesson—“ Building the Temple.” -I. Kings, 5: 1 12. Line Epon Line. The revival that is followed by cutting down the preacher’s salary didn’t begin right. When tl’.e world gives treasure it always sends trouble therewith. How the devil would like to stone the house when he sees everybody looking happy in church. The man who is resting in God will be found busy for Christ. The man who knows Christ well will not look for perfection in anybody else. There are people who would like to do good, if it could be done without effort, or sacrifice. The fact that the devil is agajnst a man ought to be good evidence that lie is on the Lord's side. Cares may come, but the Christian may give- his all to Christ. If we give faithful heed to the interests of Christ in this world, ours will be safe in the next. When some people are not nice, they <?au look as though they ere.

SURGERY IN THE BACKWOODS. Dislocation Treated by Means of a Pulley and Steam Engine. “Probably as queer a piece of backwoods surgery as has been described,” says a frequenter of the region, “was that performed by a Moosehead lake guide known as “Old Sabattus,” twenty years ago. The man was not an Indian, as the nickname Implies, but a Yankee, one of those rough fellows formerly characteristic of that locality. This guide was left on a lake steamboat at one of the far up landings while the engineer went ashore with the company. A man named Meservey came aboard and in fooling around the boat managed to tumble down into the fire pit and put his shoulder out of joint. “Here was a dilemma. The other members of the party would not be back for half an hour, and the Injured man was in great pain. The guide was a man of expedients. He got a rope and tied his patient securely to a post. Then he tied another rope around the man’s wrist and hitched the loose end of it to a pulley of the engine. He managed somehow to turn on steam and the pulley began to wind up the rope. It drew the arm out tight in beautiful shape and presently the joint snapped back Into its socket. Then ‘Sabattus’ jump,ed around to shut oft steam while the pulley kept on winding. ‘Holy Mores,’ gasped the guide, excitedly, ‘how does it go? I don’t know where ’t!s. I can't stop the blanked tblug,’. and the pulley meanwhile was slowly but surely pulling Meservey to pieces. His e/es were sticking out of their sockets and he screamed aud gasped for breath. “ ’Sabattus’ danced around like a wild man, not knowing what to do, when he happened to spy a hatchet lying near and, jumping for “hat, he cut the rope and saved a dreadful catastrophe. This was done just as the party of city folks who had gone ashore came rushing back on to the boat, alarmed by Meservey's screams. It was some years afterward,” says the narrator, “that I was present when a lot of summer company arrived at Greenville. ‘Sabattus’ was there, too, >and presently a distinguished looking man, one of the newcomers, went up to him and said with a meaning smile: ‘Are you not the man that practices surgery by steam?' and ‘Sabattus’ had to admit that he was ‘that same feller.’ ’’—Lewiston, Me., Journal. Lost I hrough Carelessness. Most of us lose friends through our carelessness. You receive an invitation to the wedding of one whom you knew well eight or ten years ago. n e has quite passed out of your life; though. If you were living near each other so that you would meet occasionally, he is the kind of man in whose society you would find real pleasure. When the Invitation conies you express your pleasure that Dick or John Is to be married, and hope that ho may be happy. And that Is the end of it. You do not send a present, or, what Is more, a friendly note conveying your congratulations and good wishes. You do not identify yourself with your .friend's happiness, and he secretly resents your silence. It Is the same when you neglect to take note of a friend’s afflictions. It is a redl effort to write a letter of sympathy. But such a note may mean a vast deal to one in trouble, and by it you can biud a heart to your own with a hook of steel. The people who complain that they have so few friends have themselves to blame for it. They on their part have been unfriendly, and merely reap as they have sown. Not Affected by the Weather. The seamless boat, for which there Is a growing demand, seems to be able to stand any amount of rough work. This boat is pressed out of an ingot of steel and shaped by hydraulic power, and it fulfills all the requirements of an ordinary boat in a remarkably ingenious manner. It is claimed for these boats that they will last twice as ibng as wooden ones, and that there is less danger of their capsizing, and that they are less liable to be affected by changes of climate. The method by which the seamless boat is constructed is a larger application of the method which has long.been used in this country for manufacturing cooking utensils and other

articles of small dimensions. His Worldly Effects. A New York firm applied to Abraham Lincoln some years before he became President for Information as to the financial standing of one of his neighbors. Mr. Lincoln replied: “Yours of the 10th received. I am well acqualnted with Mr. . and know his circumstances. First of all, he has a wife and baby; together they ought to be worth $50,000 to any man. Secondly, he has an office in which there is a table worth $1.50 and three chairs worth, say sl. Last of all, there is in one corner a large rat hole, which will bear looking into. Respectfully, “A. LINCOLN.” How Artificial Silk Is Manufactured. The process for the manufacture of artificial silk is based upon that employed by nature. The fimt thing used is wood—for mulberry leaves are in reality the equivalent of mulberry wood. The wood is worked into a paste, after being dipped in nitric and sulphuric acids, is dried and placed in a bath of ether and alcohol. A transformation takes place and a kind of glue or collodion is the result. Verse-Inspiring Tree. In a corner of the court yard at Naworth Castle, England, there still lives an old jessamine tree which spreads its verdure and flowerets over the doorway of the great hall. No fewer than three Earls of Carlisle have been inspired to verse by this tree.

INDIANA INCIDENTS. RECORD OF EVENTS OF THE, PAST WEEK. Advance Information from the Re port of State Geologist Blatchley— Singular Affliction Befalls a Little Girl at Kokomo. Conditions of the Oil Field. State Geologist W. S. Blatchley is paying his attention to the Jay County oil and gas fields with a view to obtaining data for his next annual report. During the tour he is now making he has found 1.800 producing wells in the State, while more than twice that many have proven failures, or have been abandoned after ceasing to produce. Nearly 6,000 wells have been drilled in Indiana, and Mr. Blatchley estimates that the total cost of drilling these wells will reach §6.000,000. He also has men at work on the oolitic stone, such as comes from the Bedford quarries, and will make this and the old gas fields special features of the report. Maps of these two areas, unlike any before gotten out, will also be printed. It is Mr. Blatchley’s aim during his tenure of office to develop as fully as possible the resources of the State, such as coal, stone, etc. 1 n regard to the oil field, he said that it will gradually extend, and that the crude product will be found over the greater portion of the present gas field. This extension will be toward the .. and south, and he considers the recently drilled wells at Broad Ripple as on the western margin. Mr. Blatchley thought people should take into consideration the fact that neither gas nor oil is being formed at the present time, and should be more careful of their uses. The volume of bothttat has been wasted is immense. In regard so the Jay County field one thing is very noticeable. This is the condemnation of a large amount of territory because a dry hole has been struck within its limits. In his opinion this will, in course of time, be found to be incorrect. M heat Grows in a Child's Eye. Three months ago the 7-year-old daughter of Abram Cain, living near Sweetser, got wheat in her eyes. A week ago one of the eyes began to inflame, and her parents, in examining the organ, discovered what was to all appearances a green sliver protruding from the corner of the eye. In attempting to remove the substance it broke off. The operation was repeated every day with the same result, the supposed sliver breaking off each time. A physician found a grain of wheat lodged in a corner of the eye with a sprout on it half an inch in length. The sprout was what the parents had been pinching off every day as it grew, thinking it a green sliver or splint. The eye is getting well now. All Over the State. John Patton renewed a political quarrel betueen Charles Goldsmith and Lawren e Burkett at Alexandria, ami before it was known how Patton got into the trouble he had shot Burkett through the heart. Patton was captured and locked up. Families named Kelly and Johnson occupy one house at Anderson, and have been quarreling. The 4-year-old son of i iie Kellys peeped into the Johnson apartmi of. 1 .x.kiag for his dosrafid a bucket of scalding water was dashed in the boy's face, desiroving the eyesight. A prize fight took place in the woods near Decatur between Freoman Alexander and D. Brandeberry, two prominent young men. The prize fought for was the han.l of a popular young milliner. Alexander was terribly beaten, and after the fight was taken away by friends. State Geologist W. S. Blatchley said that 6,000 wells have been driven in the Indiana field at a cost of §6,000,000, of which j ,800 are now producing. He thinks the field will extend to the west and south over the entire natural gas area. Blatchley is obtaining data for his annual report Pennsylvania Road detectives arrested William Griffith and Walter Burchard, of Chicago, for robbing freight cars near \’alparaiso. Three other men escaped after a hot chase. Burchard was shot in the forehead ami badly wounded. The stolen plunder was found in their possession. Griffith was held to the Circuit Court in bonds of §1,500. Counsel was employed for both prisoners by wire from Chicago. Sixteen-year-old Arthur Grooms, of Muncie. Saturday night made his second i fruitless attempt at suicide within a few weeks. His first attempt was with a ( ’pistol, but he proved a bad shot. Sat- ( urday night he swallowed a quantity of strychnine, but hurried home and had his mother send for the doctor and the 1 stomach pump. Unrequited affection ‘ is the reason given for his attempts at ’ self-destruction.

Monday afternoon a Fort Wayne fisherman was horrified when he beheld two human feet sticking out of the water in St. Joe River, along St. Joe boulevard, a fashionable suburban residence driveway. The body was identified immediately as that of George, the 17-year-old son of John Freeh. Saturday night r 5:30 o’clock he drew his pay, sl6, from the brass works and started for his home, along the river. He must have reached the spot where his body was found at 6:30. On the roadway there are evidences of a struggle, and from this spot to the water down the steep bank the earth was disturbed, evidently by two men and the victim. The lad's dinner pail and a bottle which contained chloroform were found a few feet away. The boy's money and other valuables were torn from his pockets, and nothing was found except the pay envelope which had contained his money. The utmost mystery surrounds the robbery and murder. There is not a mark of violence on the body, and although the head and shoulders were in the water when found there is not positive evidence that death resulted from drowning. There is positive evidence of foul play, however. and the officers are working on a plausible clew. Andrew Lantar. a Shelbyville restaurant man, asked his wite to take a ride into the country Thursday morning, and when several miles out ne alighted from the buggy and bade his wife good-by, saying she would never see him again, and disappeared. At Marion the Standard Co-operative • Hass Works started Tuesday, giving employment to lot) mon. Ihe Shidler & Breed glass house also started halt its shops, giving employment to over 200. The Wilson & McCulloch fruit jar factorv started fires in its furnaces. It will employ 3**o men.