Semi-weekly Express, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 28 May 1897 — Page 6

DIE' BHD HOUSE

SEVERAL FAMILIES DRIVEN OUT BY TME «, STRANGE NOCTURNAL NOISES.

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THE GHOST TOLE THEM TO MOYE

The Old Bailey House in Casey County, Kentucky, Has Developed a Keputation for Being Haunted.

A most extraordinary case of "haunts"*_ Is reported from what Is known as "The Old Bailey House," located about two miles north of the village .of Dunnville, in Casey county, Kentucky. If this house is not really haunted, and if it hasn't good cause for being visited by the departed spirits of troubled souls, the testimony of William Cravens and family and William Turner and family, all of whom have recently been forced to vacate the premises, is worthless, and along with their depositions must go the reputations for reliability of Captain Edward Pelley, merchant, and Thomas Chelf, tavern-keeper, of Dunnville, and JamesaBhelton, coroner of Casey county. A siglfed statement from Pelley and Chelf Stvjll be found below. The story of th^ yftt Bailey house and the developments of the past month have aroused the deepest interest among the people in all the country around the ancient structure. The Bailey house is on the old state road between Somerset and Jamestown. The building is a very old one. The time of its erection is more remote than anything remembered by the oldest men in the neighborhood. It is said to have been a wayside inn many years ago when the State road was the main thoroughfare through that country into Tennessee. Before the region near Dunnville was as thickly populated as it is now the Bailey house was in a lonely place, just at the end of a deep and dark ravine, which winds between two giant spurs of the Green river mountains. The house had always borne a good reputation so far as its occupants were concerned, but at one time its early history either the Bailey house or one in its immediate vicinity was occupied by a gang of men who were known to be counterfeiters, and •who were believed to be robbers and highwaymen, It was during this period, some of the good people of that portion of Casey county now believe, that

THE FOUL DEEDS

were committed which resulted in the present nightly visitations of departed spirits. It is klso believed that at least three foul crimes were committeed in or near the old Bailey house, for' three graves were found beneath its floors. The giiostly manifestations complained of and still in nightly evidence began some six weeks ago. The house had been vacant for some time, when William Turner and family moved into it. Trouble began the very first night they slept there. Along toward 12 o'clock Turner's eldest son was aroused by singular,, noises. I-Ie listened a while and became thoroughly frightened at the uncanny, sounds, from unknown sources. He heard groans and moans and sounds of persons" moving about in adjoining rooms. He awakened his father but the old gentleman could not be made to take in the situation before the noises ceased. He then laughed at the boy's story and went back to sleep. The following night Mr. Turner himself notxonly heard ghosts but sa,w them. He was rudely awakened along toward midnight, and being a man of rierve, listened carefully and attentively for a while to see if he could detect some natural cause of the disturbance. In this he was disappointed. He heard, just as his son had described, heart-rending groans and blood-curdling moans ,and presently cold chills began to run up and down his body. But he was destined to soon see and hear more than this. Glancing toward the door the sight which met his eyes almost froze the blood in his veins. Standing there was a tall figure dressed in white, apparently a. woman. It pointed its finger at Turner, uttered one word, "Move," and disappeared. Turner moved next tfuy. F.e said he wouldn't

SPEND ANOTHER NIGHT

in the house for a cool hundred thousand dollars. The story of the ghosts spread rapidly through the community and a party of young 'men from Dunnville went out to the Bailey house a few nights after the removal of the Turner family to see' if they could locate the ghosts or get a glimpse of one. They went quietly into the bed room which Turner had occupied and began their vigil. The understanding was, that no noise should be made and nothing done calculated to disturb the spirit^, ,jp their midnight revels. The watchers had been on duty about an hour, afid were beginning to lose hopes of Seeing e\4h a small ghost, when suddenly the still night air was rent by a most' unearthly yell which seemed to come from beneath the floor where the young"inen sat. This was followed by a series of groans, moans and other expressions of grief and terror which at once surprised and amazed the eileht sentinels in the house. There was a sudden cessation of the noises, a moment's pause ,and then "they recommenced with renewed fury. One dark figure arose^from the floor and shot through the half-opened door, others followed in rapid succession, and soon the detecting party was en route to Dunnville at a 2:40 gait. The next day, when the young men told their story in the village, an old citizen said he had heard many years a&o that three travelers had been murdered somewhere near the old Bailey house, and he proposed that another party go there, this time in daylight, and make a minute Investigation of the premises. His suggestion was acted upon, and in an hour the search was begun. The old house was ransacked from first floor to garret, but nothing was found to excite the suspicions of the most credulous. Finally come one proposed that as

THERE WAS NO CELIjAR

to the house it would be well to examine the ground underneath _the floor. Several planks were pried up .and then wag the mystery explained. The searching partifound three excavations, all of them about six feet long by two wide and from a foot to a foot and a half deep. They had evidently been the temporary resting places of dead bodies, put there after having been killed and robbed and afterward removed for final disposition. There were many other evidences of foul Seeds committed, and Coroner Shelton^ When notified of the discovery, at once summoned a jury to look into the case. The jury, after careful investigation, expressed the opinion that three unknown men had met their deaths there at the hands of unknown parties, but. of course, no fbrnsml action could be taken. The corofcer's^investigation and the developments incident to it, coupled with the stories told by the Turner family, created a profound impression throughout that section of Casey county, and people began to fear the Bailey house, many of them refusing to pass it at night. It remainqjif Vacant for some time, until William Cravens, of Russell county, arrived at Dunnville in search of a house. was told that the Bailey house was unoccu$ed. but at the same time informed that i,t was "haunted." Mr. Cravens said he "was not afraid of any "hant" that ever stalked at midnight, and that if he could get the place at a satisfactory price he would take it. Cravens leased^ the douse. The first night that Cravens' family spent there passed off peacefully.

Neighbors casually dropped in next day to see how things had progressed during the night. Mr. Cravens simply smiled, and said he knew there were. no such things as "haunts," and that he wasn't to be frightened by them if there were. But the second night brought trouble. About 12 o'clock Cravens was aroused by screams, yells and moans. He listened to them a few minutes until they finally, died away, and succeeded in convincing himself that it was all imaginary and fell asleep. In a short time he had a similar but more thrilling experience. Just as he opened his eyes a cold, clammy "hand passed over bis ^ce and a 'white

flitted across the floor and through the, door. Mrs. Cravens was also awake thisr time. When she heard her husband gasp she whispered, terror-stricken: •/'Did.you see that thing? It stood by my bed and told me to move."

Cravens moved next day. If anyone doubts this story in the least, he is not only referred to the appended indorsement of the facts as related, but requested to write to the gentlemen whose names are thereto attached. They are reliable men who would under no circumstances lend their names to an untruth:

Dunnville, Ky.,

To Whom It May Concern: The undersigned, Ed Pelley, merchant, arid Thomas Chelf, tavern-keeper, of Dunnville, certify that they know the Bailey house, .which is said to be haunted that they know the Cravens and Turner families moved from it on account of curious disturbances at night which they could not account for, and which terroiized them, and thai^ a party which Mr. Chelf, one of the undersigned, accompanied to the house to make inquiry into the singular things reported became sacred and left because of a recurrence of things described by Cravens and Turner. We know, further, that three graves were found beneath the floor of the old house, that Coroner Shelton investigated the case, and that the"jeople in the neighbodhood of the Bailey house are many of them afraid to pass it at night.

CAPT. ED.. PELLEY. THOMAS CHELF.) ,'

ACQUITTED BY A TIVAN.

Ad Italian Homicide Case in New York Decided by Lone Star State Ethics. "It was known as the murder of the Feast of Turkey," said Assistant District Attorney Hal Bell, who handles all the Italian homicide cases in the New York criminal courts. "The murdered man was Nunzio Iallaz, and he was stabbed to death on the afternoon of November 26, 1896. The man who killed him was Giuseppe Ladierre. I put Ladierre on trial in the criminal branch of the supreme coift-t. The indictment charged him with murder in the first degree. His counsel, Lawyer Palmieri, offered to enter a plea of guilty to manslaughter in the flret degree, but the plea was not accepted, as it seemed an easy matter to convict the defendant. There was no denial of the fact that Ladierre stabbed Iailaz to death with a knife fifteen inches long: After the jurymen had been sworn, I learned that one of them, a big handsome fellow, was a Texan. When I found this out I became satisfied that I would have a hard job getting a conviction, for when you get a full-fledged, raw Texan on a jury in a murder trial, he'll simply decide the case according to his own judgment, regardless of law. He has only to be convinced as to whether the murdered man ought to have been killed. The actual crime has nothing to do with the case. The Texan has his town ideas about such matters, and, knowing this, I was sorry to think I had a full-fledged, raw Texan on the jury trying Ladierre. The'story that the jury got from the witnesses was that Ladierre met Iallaz on loiid street that the men had a wordy quarre'l that Ladierre slapped the face of Iallaz that Iallaz dr.ew a big knife from his belt and then ensued a scuffle, the knife falling to the sidewalk that both men fought to get it, and that Ladierre, being the quicker of the two, got hold of the knife and plunged it into Iallaz, who died from the effects of the stabbing. These were the undisputed facts that were given to the jury, and wo all believed that Ladierre would be convicted of at least manslaughter. But the jury promptly acquitted the man after Ladierre showed them on the witness stand the way in which he did the killing. Defendant's counsel, Lawyer Palinieri, was greatly surprised at the verdict. Justice Giegerich was unable to understand such action on the jury's part. But I believed I knew the secret of it all, and to satisfy myself I began a quiet investigation which has resulted in my learning that I was right in my first belief. The handsome man from Texas just gave the other jurymen to understand that he was there. He was not to be bullied. He was not to be outvoted, either. If the jurymen wouldn't listen to the way they settled trifling cutting scrapes in Texas, he would see about it see to it that they would. Plunging a knife into a man heart that was nothing. The question to be decided was, did the deceased deserve the plunge? According to the Texan, he did. or the live man wouldn't be alive. If Ladierre had not killed'Iallaz, probably Iallaz might have killed Ladierre. This was a case, the Texan urged,^ where quickness won the battle, and quickness should be rewarded, not censured. Ladierre simply got in first Stab, argued the man from Texas, and he ought to be complimented on his stabbing speed. There were two little men on that jury, and they believed the verdict should be murder in the first degree. The Texan just roared at them and they slunk away 'to a corner of the room. The other jurors backed away toward the wall. The big Texan then made a speech, telling the jurors how they Tan things down in

state,' and the other eleven jurors stood open mouthed, gazing in wonderment. He recalled shooting bees, and stabbing-parties, and hanging picnics, and gave graphic illustrations of how 'Sim Gardner cut the damned gizzard out Budd Allen, when Budd jest said he make Sim eat th' dust.'„ Then he asked if there 'war eny man in th' room who be man enough to say this were a lie.' But there wasn't a man there who didn believe it, and the Texan said, "Come, boys, th' verdict's not guilty.' Then they all got in line, filed into the court room, and the clerk recorded the verdict. Eight of the jurors were pale-faced when they came in. The faces of three were very red. The twelfth man was the Texan. His face appeared normal, and, as he warmly grasped the hand of the man Who did the deed, he remarked: 'Yer did right, pard. I'd er did it me"self if war thar.' "Now," said Mr. Bell, "you wouldn believe such a thing could happen .in great New York, but it did, and Ladierre Ts back home in Morrisania now."

Kot Equal to the Test.

There is a business man in Philadelphia who is a terror to stenographers. His amanuensis, who has .been with him for a long time, was recently taken sick. The employer mailed a letter to a local business college to send him a stenographer and typewriter. The business man is veryparticular about his vocabulary and Wants everything written just as he dictates it. Therefore, in order to test the newcomer's accuracy, he, instead of dictating an ordinary business letter, gave forth the following at a rate of speed that would do justice to a stump speaker. "In promulgating your esoteric cogitation" or articulating your superficial sentimentalities and amicable philosophical or psychological observations beware of platitudinous ponderosity. Let

But he got no further, for the poor amanuensis broke his pencil in the effort, after which he got up. wiped the perspiration from his forehead," and quickly left the office.

JTlje Scripture Settled It. ... Georgia lawyer who had a case in which conviction for his client seemed certain closed his argument with a scriptural Quotation. To the amazement of all, the jury returned a verdict of "not guilty" 'without leaving their seats. After court had adjourned the lawyer approached the foreman: •*I am curious to know," he said, "just

OVi what paint of law you based your Verdict." "It wasn't no law point, col&nel," replied the foreman, "but we jest couldn't get over that scripter!"

Not a Welcome Topic.

She—It was just three years ago tonight that you proposed. He—Now. what did you want to bring that up for on the only night of the week tiv=t I have away from business?

NEGUGKE SHIRTS TONED DtfWN.

To be in Fashion Men Won't

business.

SIX OX ONE BICYCIJ5.

BOW-

HIMti»'ff««

the Colors Threatened

So soon as the time for business cattrt* the gayly colored checks which were seen in the shop windows early in the season, promptly disappeared and patterns of a, more subdued design took their place the approved fashions for men's shirts. It is not to be believed that the good* were all sold, for-the neglige shift, although the day cannot be said to hsVe coma yet, shows little sign of having been made from such flamboyant mate-

rials. Checks remain as the latest designs, but they are checks of fainter hitj? than the colors which lit up the shop, windows for a while in the early spring. The unstarched bosom, which New York first came to know fully last summer,* and with which it continued ah acquaint-, ance during the winter months, remains, the style that will prevail this year. Indeed, its convenience and usefulness seem to have made a fashion that is likely to continue for some time to come. "The unstiffened bosoms," said a New York shirtmaker the other day, "met a demand which' men had felt for some time, and with a stiff collar, either attached or unatts^ched, the shirt,was very much more usual than, the cheviots with the turned down collars that really started the popularity of the neglige shirt in this country. The cheviots were for ten years as popular as any shirt for summer wear could have been and they seemed satisfactory enough until it began to be realized that a shirt $"hich might be made a little more dressy when it was needed would meet the case better. Before that time the cheviots and madrases had been put through nearly every possible change, tfheir turned down collars had been made high and low and cut in different patterns. But the possibility of varying thtfm in any way had about come to an end. It was then, with the certain appropriateness that invariably marks the arrival of a new fashion, that the npw shirts came. London sent us the style, whereas the former fashion witn .its turned down collars had been of home origin. The convenience of changing, the collars has kept those with unattached collars most in demand. In fact, there has been a decided change in this respect in reference to shirts of all kinds during the last few years. About eight years ago it became the fashion to have the shirts made with collars. The difficulty of getting a collar of that kind made to fit Well is known, but' a. shirtmaker who'Cannot do it is not an expert at his

But the shirtmaker suf-?

fered from a disadvantage entirely beyond his control. He might make a collar look all right, but he could not make it feel just as the wearer wanted it to. Americans more than any other people in the world like to have a collar fit closely about the neck. Look at the young men who devote particular attention to dresg, and you will find that they wear collars so tight that it is a wonder they can breathe. The collar made on the shirt was very much the fashion about five years, and as it happened to

be for a while more the thing than a very tight collar, the style survived. But it could not be made to feel as tight around the neck, or, for that matter, look as tight as the collar that is buttoned on, so the attached collar had ••to go. I don't believe it was missed. Nine out of every ten men who had been clinging to the fashion were mighty glad to get rid of it and compress their Adam's apples again behind a stiff band tight enough to choke an Englishman nearly to death. Wre still have a certain call for the shirts with the collars attached to them, and this continues chiefly with the dress shirts. This year will see no change in the way of making these neglige shirts, unless it be a considerable decline in the number of pleateu shirts. These were less popular last year than they had been. They are difficult, to launder, and they are, of course, somewhat warmer. An additional objection can be found in tl^ejact that the chec'.cs are not so well adapted to the fashion as the stripes were. The fashion of oiie rather broad pleat down the centre is probably the most popular this summer, and any other ornamentation is not regarded as the best form. Madras and percales are the most popular materials, although some of the rougher cheviots, particularly in the solid colors, make up very effectively, but they do nqt wear so well. The heavier material is likely to break when stiff with starch inHhe pleat and about the cuffs. A curious instance of conventionality in dress came to our notice last year. We put on the market a shirt with a bosom less than ten inches deep. This gave the stiff bosom as far down as it was necessary with an ordinary waistcoat, and the relief of not being compelled to wear the unnecessary, starched linen seemed a very good idea. But it was not popular, although we thought that the demand for the softbosomed shirts showed that such a novelty would be acceptable. But when a man makes up his mind to wear a stiffbosomed shirt he is willing to undertake the whole'thing, and would rather dp that than trifle with an innovation. It might be convenient, but it was new and unfamiliar, and therefore it was not "popular. Dress shirts show no sign of change, and it is not likely that they will for. many years to come. I am amused ^tphear of changes in these fashions such as embroidery, frills, or any other eccentricity. The perfect dress shirt is t$ie fine linen one with the two or tnree buttonholes and the perfectly plain bosom. That marks the beginning and end* of what can be done to make a perfect dress shirt. One may occasionally see embroidered bosoms, but the best form is the .plain, perfectly fitting bosom."

Bis

How a Fond Buffalo Fatlier Takes Five Sons Wheeling. Mr. Vom Scheldt, of Buffalo, has five boys and a bicycle. As the bicycle is an ordinary wheel intended for the use of one person, and as the boys are all of. them too small to stride the paternal machine, it is difficult at first to imagine the connection between Mr. Vom Scheldt's six possessions. The spectacle of Mr. Von Scheidt and his family enjoying a spin upon his bicycle must be edifying indeed, especially when the family tackle a sharp hill on a warm day. At this distance from Buffalo we can almost hear the paternal muscles groan and see great drops of perspiration rolling down the Vom Scheidt and his family enjoying a in front of the family group is twelve years did, and so is the boy who sits in the rear. No 2 on the wheel is the latest Vom Scheidt to enter this world of sin and wheeling. He is just five months old. The boy seated just behind the baby is five years old. The next Is seVen. Mr. Vom Scheidt is as muscular as he is kind hearted. He has wheeled himself and his five sons hundreds of miles. He hate even taken them on several occasions to Niagara' Falls and back. It can**readily be believed that as a contemporary remarks, "This bicycle load is the centre, of observation wherever it goes." jj "'-j,' fc ..'» A Dangerous Spot.

A -short time ago an old lady went on board Nelson's flagship, the Victory. JThei different objects of interest were duly, shown her, and on reaching the where the great naval hero was wounded (which is marked by a raised brass, plate) the officer remarked:.

"Here Nelson fell." "And no wonder:" exclaimed the old: lady, "I nearly fell there myself."

Quick Firlnc Guns.

Quick-firing guns are more depended upoi\ c.t the present day than extreme length of range, and in this respect what, is considered the most wonderful of guns, perhaps, is one of the Maxims, which can fire as many as 600 shots a minute, and yet is so light that a soldier can carry it strapped to his back.

The talk about sending food supplies to Americans in Cuba is Interesting, but. it will strike most people that when it' is necessary to take such a step the time 'has come for that "war" to stop.

THE INQUISITIVE RAN VISITS THE PLACE WHERE THEY ARE TURNED OUT.

IS SHOWN THROUGH THE FACTORY

Girl* Who Pack: Them in Boxes of Five Hundred Xacb, Earn About a Dollar a Day. 1he inquisitive man alighted from the carsv in the city «of Lewiston Maine, and stood7 on the station platform in an attitude ht indecision, for he was at a loss to say' in which direction it would be most desirable to turn. He had arrived there qilite by chance, having been so busiJy engaged in attending to what was really no business of his, as to be entirely ignorant otf the destination of the train, until the ctviductor startled him' by asking for his Jticket. The inquisitive man looked up in .surprise, glanced around in bewilderment, .and then, as if prompted by some will ofiher than his own, he took from his pocket a bit of paper that, by reason of the si&yiaiures attached thereto, represented the .value of live dollars in gold. "Lewiston?" the conductor said interrogatively. "Does this train go any farther?" "No." "Then it must be Lewiston, I suppose. Is that a junction of the road, or a town?" "Lewiston is a city of about twenty thousand population, with seven or eight factories for the manufacture of cotton elbth three mills in -which are woven •woolen goods, Snd, in addition to many -Other smaller factories, it boasts of an enormous water power. It is situated on the Andfroscoggin river," directly opposite to the city of Auburn, with which it is connected by bridges."

The conductor gave this information in a sarcastic tone, which Tvas entirely lost on the inquisitive man, for at that moment he was intently observing a gentleman in front of him, trying to ascertain what the latter purposed to accomplish by folding and unfolding his newspaper very rapidly and nervously. Thus'it was that the traveler who occupied himself with minding other people's business, rather than his own, had arrived at this particular station. "I San earn a dollar a day packing toothpicks, and that is better than working in the cotton factories," he heard a little girl say to a companfon, and instantly the inquisitive man Jiad found an occupation. "Packing toothpicks! Of all things, I prefer to see a toothpick factory, and it, is fortunate I uLUNDSRED ON BOARD that train,rV he said to himself. "TJiere wasn't anything particularly interesting about the baby that I followed from the station to the cars, at Portland but I was so interested in learning whether his mother would really drop him, as then seemed probable, that I couldn't resist the temptation to watch her, even though I had an engagement elsewhere."

Then, with the air of one bent on most urgent business, the inquisitive man set out in search of the toothpick factory. It was not so imposing a structure as he had expected to see, but there was so much bustle and semblapce of industry everywhere around the establishment, that his disappointment as to the general appearance of the building was soon forgotten. Enclosing the structure as if to prevent its escape, were long rows of small logs, and short rows of big logs, each one exactly four feet in length, from all of which the bark had been neatly and entirely removed. "It's birch and maple, of course. We don't use any o'ther kind," a small boy said, in answer to the in'quisitive man's question. "I reckon you're a stranger round these parts?" "I do not remember ever having been here before." "Then I guess you never have, because you wouldn't he likely to fdrget a toothpick factory if you'd ever seen one. We make six million picks a day, and that's quite a pile. Anyhow, you'd think so if you had to count 'em before getting a bite to eat. Want' to. see the machine?" "Can you show it to me?" "That's what I'm here for." '^1 should think that.it would be more profitable to work in the factory than tO' idle your time away answering the questions of ignorant people like myself." "That's where you make a big mistake, mister. It's a mighty mean man who won't pay me for showing him round, and I pic kup fair wages when there's a good crop of visitors. Come along, and I'll soon show you the toothpick business. Here in this yard the stock is sawed into pieces six and a quarter inches longf' and the small boy pointed to tie enclosure in which a dozen or more circular saws were buzzing and humming as they quickly divided the logs into the required lengthi-. All pieces not clear and straight-grained were thrown aside, and the remainder was being packed into barrels so made that wkide crevices appeared between the staves. "Yes, that's all right," the small boy said, answering the inquisitive man's look, of inquiry. "The stock is being packed for the steaming room. When

THE BARRELS ARE JFULL they'll be taken there, and left about three hours, when the blocks will be almost as soft as leather. Charging the wood with steam drives out all the sap, and it is then ready for splitting. Come this way, and you can see how that part of the work is done."

The small boy. led the visitor to a room in the main building, where was what is known as a "veneer machine," a piece of mechanism not unlike a lathe, which was rapidly converting the wood tnto piable bands, hardly thicker than ordinary card-board. The keeh knives cut the six-and-a-quarter-inch blocks so readily and smoothly that the general appearance of the work was tnuch as if a roll of cream-colored ribbon was being unwound and thrown carelessly on the floor. Tw0 boys were gathering up the damp material, and winding it on huge speels. "They're getting it ready for the big machine," the guide said, as he chewed a fragment of the wooden ribbon. "Every one of the spools holds about a hundred feet of the veneer, and ^he rest of the work is done so quickly that you won't have much of a chance to see the operation."

The "big machine", was so intricate that the inquisitive man realized that he could not describe it intelligently, even though he should spend many hours studying its construction. He saw at one end of a long, narrow structiye, filled with wheels and knives, arms on which the spools of veneer were hung, and observed that men pushed the ends of the wooden ribbon through narrow slots, wbere it was seized by little steel fingers. He knew that, somewhere inside the machine, the material was being cut, trimmed, and smoothed Into flat picks with chisel-like ends, for directly opposite to where the veneer was being fed to

THE IRON WORKMAN,

a long spout shot out toothpicks in bewildering numbers.' It was a perfect cloud of tiny bits qf woodj which would goon have buried tne machine itself but for the fact that boys were gathering the harvest Into wooden boxes with wire bottoms capable^ of holding a peck or more. "That's all there is to the making," the guide said, as the inquisitive man raised his eyes. "Of course they're soft now, as the veneer was, but these boys will take them into the drying room, and after they've had hot air forced through them by the steam blower for twenty minutes or half an hour, they 11 be stiff and brittle, so that you can break a dozen or so a day, and in that way help to make trade good." "Have I seen everything." the inquisitive man asked, as he consulted a railroad time-table. "I reckon that's all, unkss you want to look at the girls, and that's no fun,

because all they dp is to pack the picks into paper boxes, five hundred in each, and put a hundred boxes in every case. There are six girls In the packing room now, and those with' the quickest fingers put up from five to seven cases every day. How much are they paid? Eighteen cents a case, and it takes 'em about as long, to earn that much as. .it has taken me to show you, round here."

GOOD ENOUGH FOB A MARTYR.

This Candidate Wouldn't Kick, No Matter What Came His Way. 'vr'-l Successful missionary work in heathen countries is done only by' missionaries who possess a rare combination of personal traits. In too many cases the examination of the candidate fails to reveal the presence or the absence of this combination. But the following story tells how an unusual examination, a sort of X-ray, made known that a certain young man was just the sort of missionary needed:

It was winter the' examiner sent the candidate word to be at his home at 3 o'clock in the morning. When the young man arrived at the appointed time he was shown into the study, where he waited for five hours. At length the old clergyman appeared, and asked the other how early he had come. •i'hree o'clock sharp." "All right it's breakfast time now. Come in and have some breakfast."

After breakfast they went back to the room. "Well, sir." said the old mar., "I was appointed to examine you as to your fitness for the mission field: that is very important. Can you spell, sir?"

The young man thought he could "Spell baker, then." v, "B-a, ba, k-e-r, ker, baker." "All riglit that will do. N8w do you know anything about figures?" "Yes, sir something." "How much is twice two?"' "Four." -":$f. "All right, that's splend.d you'll do first-rate. I'll se? the board.*'

When the board met the old man reported: "Well, brethren, I have examined the candidate. He'll make a tiptop mission-ary—first-class! "First," said the old examiner, "I examined the candidate, on ,liis self-denial. I told him to be at

house at 3 o'clock

in the morning- He WJ\S there. That meant getting up at 2 in the morning, or sooner, in the dark itnd 'cold. He got up never asked me, why., "Second—I examined him on promptness. I told him to be at my house at 3 sharp." He was there, not one minute behind time xhird—I examined him on patience. I let him wait five hours.for me, when he might just as. well have been in bed, and he waited, and showed no signs of impatience when I went in. "Fourth—I examined him on his temper. He didn't get mad met me perfectly pleasant didn't ask me why I had kept him waiting from 3 o'clock on a cold winter morning till 8. "Fifth—I examined him on humility. I asked him to sftell words a 5-ycar-old child could spell, and do sums in arithmetic a 5-year-old child could do, and he didn't show any indignation didn't ask me why I wanted to treat him like a child or a fool. "Brethren, the candidate is self-deny-ing, prompt, patient, pbedient, good-tem-pered, humble he's jM(ji,t the man for a missionary, and I reebinmend him for your acceptance."

TOPEKA HAS A HUMAN FROG.

Queer Freak of Nature Lately Discovered in the Kansas Capital. Topeka, Kan., has the distinction of numbering among its inhabitants prob.ably the only human frog in the yvorld.

In a little cottage, ^16 Wrest Gordon street this freak of^ature, Miss Georgianna Warren, lives with her mother. She is 46 years of age and has never walked a step'. There are no bones in her feet, and she moves about by popping on her hands and knees in the manner of a frog. Her fingers are abnormally long and claw-like and she keeps them in constant movement, indicating a state of intense nervousness. Her neck is immensely large and her face, devoid, of intelligence. Her forehead recedes and her eyes arc very large and exfrressiortless. The upper teeth hang out over from her mouth. She is able to talk, but not to engage in extended conversation, as Bhe is unable to hold her mind on one ^subject for a great length of time. Ittjisfe Warren has never been able to either read or write, although her mother has made a great effort to teach her the alphabet. The only food in which she ever indulges is bologna sausage, and of' this she is extremely fond. She |j$£s not like water, and can scarcely ever be persuaded to drink. When

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Warren was 6 years

of age a tumor grew ..p#n her stomach, ind physicians' hftve always protested against its removal., Mrs. Warren gives the explanation oi her daughter's misfortune in being born in the similarity of a frog. Before the birth of the child the mother was. terribly frightened by. a frog thrown on the' floor before her. Physicians assign this as the cause of the daughter's similarity to that animal. Although she would seem unable to enjoy pleasures of life Miss Warren is always in a good humor and frequently laughs. She has never -been able to stand, but skips ahout tfle house and yard on all fours and fr£cjuently visits her neighbors, whose faces -tehe has learned to recognize. Mf^s Warren was born in Sussex county, DelaW'are. Physicians in all parts of the country have made her the subject of examination. Immense sums of money have been offered the mother by museum managers for the privilege of placing her on public exhibition, but these have always been indignantly refused. Mrs. Warren lives in constant terror of rpedical college students who she is afraid may carry away her daughter. She. eyes with suspicion every person who calls at the house, but visitors are granted'aflttiisslob at all tifries of the day.

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Whatever has to flierIf neighbor spake to neighbor, As love demands of all. The rust would eat the saber, 'Ihe spear stay dn the wall. Then every day would glisten.,

And every ey$. would shine. And God WouldT*pause to listen And life would be divine.

Unfortunate S!*}£.

"I can see her finish," J-emarked the gentleman in the left .lower box as the indicatiors pointed toward a severe frost.

The soubrette was palpably peiturbed. She had been assured by the complexioniste that the enamel was' warranted to bear the moot critical sct-utiny..

Ot SO ^Jllll't.

"Ah," said the city man, "often have I wished I could haVe led as peaceful and quiet a life as yojjf." -v "Peaceful aijd quiet?*' retortqd the farmer. "I goshl- Fve raised a double set of stepchildrent-eight boj»s."

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AT THE SODA FOUSTAI^.

Mr. Fadden Philosophizes Upon tho wjtchingly Cool Beverage of Summer. Whizz! Sizz! Fizz!

The soda water season is here. My, but what a time it did hav© comlngt Just about the time it would warm up for a grand-stand arrival cold winds or rain would beat it back. But it got hcr» and it landed right in the first bunch under the wire. The "Easter bonnet" had a shade the best of it, but the shirtwaist was nicely distanced, while tho straw hat hasn't been heard from yet. Men and women regard the soda water season differently. "You see, it's thi3 way," as Mr." James Fadden would sa» In the winter time it costs young men $1.50 to go to tho theatre. Tliej can itet front row seats at the summer"1SIMWJ for 75 cents. Tho soda water axS.istr.i w«3 indented to make him spend tlicf difference. Thac is not the only reason vhy it is unpopular v.Ttli the ssx.- The ordinary girl -wiio has bsan out pi school a few years antl is over Iyer bad ltabin Is still equal to, at least five sodas In th« course of an evening'. PolStctois Certfswdg that her escort keep her company. That means enough gas umier a young man's belt to float an airship. Bu«r it'docsn't lift him off his feet, for his feelings be« come heavy as his pockets, grow light. Now, with the girls it's different. Th® soda water habit affords, a nice, light easy way tot thexrf t^) blow thomselves. It gives the much covieted opportunity to "set up" the drinks in men fashion. They can play at gettfing "loaded" with« out hurting anything but their pocketbooks. Joking aside, there are people \Vho drink soda water because they are thirsty. There are the bicyclists, for instance. The spread of their fad doubled the consumption of soda water throughout the land. They are a distinct class of custom to the soda fountain" keeper. One wise druggist I know of has a line of specialties for them, "Blooraerade" is already a great hit among the wheeling fraternity. And it's

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If all who hate would love us, And all our loves w^re true. The stars that swing above us

Would brighten in the blue If cruel words were kisses: And every fecowl a smile A better world thafi, this is

Would hardly be worth while If purses would untlghten To meet a brother's need," The load we bejir would lighten

Above the grave of greed. If those who whVne wolifd whistle* And those who languish laugh, The rose would rout -he thistle,

The grain outrun the chaff If hearts were only jolly, If grieving were forgot. And tears and melancholy

Were things that fiow are notThen Love would:Wheel to Duty, And all the wotfd would seem A bridal bower Of beauty,

A dream Within a dream. If men would cease to frorry, And women ceafee'.tt* sigh, And all be glad to bury

laborers are controlled by con

tractors of their own race, who lurnish any number of men at short notice. One of these contractors was approached th». other day by a man who said he had just come from Boston and wanted to engage 100 men. As a guarantee jl" goocl faith he demanded that $200 be paid to him. A compromise was effected by. which the stranger received S130, agreeing to wait until the first pay day for: the ?T0. Then he took the Italian con-"., tractor down to a village below East-,-Greenwich, nearly twelve miles distant, and pointing out a large tract of land.,,, said that he proposed establishing a trout farm there and wanted the workmen toj.* excavate for an artificial pond* Promptly the*next day 100 Italians w?re at the place, and in a brief time a large shed: for the accommodation of the erttire grartg was erected on the site of the proposed trout farm. After building the shed tho men began clearing away the brush and stones. Meanwhile the residents thereabout wondered what was up. They hunted up the owner of the land,' and h« said it was all right that two men whom he had never seen before had arranged to buy the land, an$ were going to establish a model trout farm there. He added that they had given Iv.pi $10 to bind the bargain. As there is a fln« trout farm at Carolina, neftr East Green wich the plan of a second farm did nof appear at all unlikely, and so the reigh* bors sat and watched the Italians work, All Thursday the 100 men swarmed ovei the place, and they put in ten good ouri of work on Friday also. By Saturday, however, things began to appear susi picious to the contractor. He had no( seen *he man to whom be lmd paid th $130 since the first day he met him. Hf had been in Boston, but no sneh man a^ the trout pond prospector wsi.s known a( the address given. So on Saturday tlij 100 men stopped work and returned tfl Prr.vider.ce. The stranger has not bet-q seen since. The contractor figures thai' he is out about $400, and the laborers 4 not get a cent of wages. If the stran^ce should ever again appear near LittU Italy it can be safely asserted that hf will be a subject for a coroner wi-hin verv short time. The owner of the land is not finding much fault his land ha* been cleared, and he has ?10 xnore tnun he had a few days ago.

Downright Destituti/m*^

She was not a woman who could ?c« suffering without wanting to give relief, "I think," she said to her hushaad,."that something ought to be dona for thl Baikers in the next block. I don't le« jieve the neighbors realize how deeper* ately poor they are." ... "... "Why, I thought they were fa:rly weH off," he answered in surpriec. "Oh, dear, no," she explained, "Th*y have to endure all sorts of pi-ivaUo'l!^ Why, there's only one bicycls In the fa*n ily, and even that is not a '97 wheel."

Reward of Perseverance.

"They say that medium .has the of old Awfisseak appearing at almost every seance." "Good. The poor old fellow has go. a cabinet position at last.'^

The young man who is anxious to lay the world at the feet of the g'rl hq adores three months after he married*, her Isn't willing even to lay the carpet.

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of a few moments wiith them to spin a matter of fifty blocks after fheir favorite beverage. As the season advances the list of drinks especially deigned and concocted for '.he wheeling public will increase. Out near Forest .Park, St. Louis, and along the by-ways frequented by the spinners and) scorchers the. ma jority of the soda water drinks are named in honor of the inie. There i3 the bicycle flip, the wheelmen's whirl, the bike lemonade, and various other drinks of which soda wtuter is the base. For the rest of humajiity there are plenty of other things not heretofore displayed around the so(da. fountain. There is, for example, a nevr .phosphate called "celery" phosphate, wftisch is said to be very stimulating. T-$e orange, lemon, cherry, strawberry ptyosffhates are still with us and may be \a!ugmented by a eyrup or two before the- summer is over. Men are partial to egg drinks, such as egg phosphate, which h.fcs the calj .with them. It is the "broker* drink, par excellence. They may switch this year to the celery phosphate, but'.this remains ta be seen. There is $lso ant egg d,e creme, a deliciously frothy drinks-that looks aa inviting as it tastes. .The women go iq lor the ice cream sodas "with crushed fruit. The day of the pllain, ordinary ice cream soda has gone *by. It is no longer served without an admixture of crushed fruit, and if you should be ^ldfashioned and forget to aisk for the fruit addition the clerk behind the counter is sure to remind you of It. These crushed fruits look exceedingly good in their beautiful glass jars with shining lids and silver dippers to extract the fruit. The luscious strawberry, the raspberry, the pineapple, the peach are crushed into a pulp which looks good enough, to eat without further mixture. Beaten up with the cream and the effervescent sjoda it is food for the gods. The chocoiate ice cream is another favorite among this kind of summer drinks. While the bicycle folk will spin westward on theif wheels, the other half of the population that has not yet taken to the wheel, will go east' 6n the cars that lead to the big soda water resorts in the heart of the city. Nearly all of them have arranged to keep .open .until midnight to gi*e thirsty, sweltering humanity a chance to cool off before it goes to bed.

EASIER THAN THE SHELL GAMK.

A Neat and Safe Swindle Prcpetrated b#v a Yankee on an Italian Contractor. Gold bricks havj been sold in Providence, R. I., at various times, and farmers have been known to part with soma of their hoarded weaJth in efforts to find the pea under .the £hell, but ab6ut the neatest swindle ever perpetrated there was worked in the Italian colony in that city a few days ago. The scheme may be old in some places, but it was new in those parts. There', as elsewhere, thflr-.