Bloomington Courier, Bloomington, Monroe County, 21 June 1895 — Page 3

BEN'S EXPERIMENT.

T IS STRANGE what different estimates people will put on a man's ai($ iu wi-; j so f w which they may view him. In the opinion of some Mr. Ben j am 1 n Benedict was a gentleman, a schol ar and a philanwhile others, quite as well thropist; qualified to decide, wondered that aw fi a monster was allowed to walk the earth unchallenged. ! For old Ben Benedict was just the sort of man to provoke and please in alternations a human March day, with streaks of sunshine and chilling gusts sandwiched through his nature, j "You will be sure to like my uncle, idarftng," said Hugh Benedict to his young wife. "He is eccentric, but he is sterling." i Rachel did not answer, but her blue eyes were wistful and full of perplexity. ;Uncle Ben, whom she had never seen, jbut of whom she had heard much, was to her an inscrutable riddle, whom she jfeared more than she was willing to acknowledge. For Hugh's future deipended to a certain extent upon Uncle Ben Benedict, and with Hugh's future her own was bound inseparably, j She was a fair, fresh-looking girl, with velvety cheeks, bronze bright hair, iand features as correct and delicately but as a cameo. Hugh was quite certain that Uncle Ben could not see her without loving her; but then these young husbands are not apt to be Impartial judges! She was sitting in the flre-light when the old gentleman first beheld her, and tte only warning she had of his presence she saw reflected in Hugh's eyes. I "My dear, how do you do!" said the bid gentleman. ! And she thought he was not so terrible after all! 1 He turned to Hugh. "Well, young man, are you ready to go homer' be asked, brusquely; for be it known that the old gentleman had given Hugh and . Rachel a wedding present of a new house. "Quite, sir." "Shall It be to-morrow?" "Yes." "All right." And Mr. Benedict sat down to spend the evening and enjoy himself. t "Well," said Hugh, when his uncle was taking leave, and paused on the hotel steps to light a cigar. "Well," said Uncle Benedict, calmly. "How do you like her?" asked Hugh. "How can I tell? She's pretty; so is "YOU. MY DEAR." a doll or a white kitten. Good evenlngr : And Hugh, albeit he was very fond of his uncle, did not know whether to be vexed or not. Early next morning, however. Uncle Ben made Ms appearance. "Trunks packed, eh?" ! "All but the last one. uncle," said Rachel lifted her pretty face out of the tray. "Fm going to take you down to Blooms burg myself, my dear," said Uncle Ben. "Hugh, I want you to go by express to Washington with these letters. They're of importance. I'd go myself if I were younger, but journeys don't agree with., old bones like mine." ! Huh looked aghast, f "Can not the business be postponed?" said Hugh, hesitatingly. "No!" replied Uncle Ben. curtly. "If you don't want to go, say so. I dare say I can find some one else to oblige me." I "Of course, I shall go," said Hugh. jBut Rachel" V"""T "I suppose I'm old enough to take care of a girl. You'll find us both in the new home, with the kettle boiling, and the table set for tea, when you come back." ; So there was nothing for it but for Hugh to kiss his little bride a half -score of times, and commission Uncle Ben to take the best possible care of her until he should return. ; "Foolish children!" said Mr. Benedict, as he saw Rachel sobbing on Hugh's shoulder. But there was a cheery twinkle in his own gray eyes, nevertheless. Poor little girl! The atmosphere had lest somewhat of its sparkle, and the world looked less bright, as she journeyed toward her new home with Uncle Ben's newspaper rattling at her side. As the twilight began to fall her thoughts became busy, as a woman's will at times. "Uncle," she said, turning suddenly toward the old gentleman, "what sort of a house is it ours, I mean?" "Well," said Uncle Ben, reflectively, "It's a cottage, I should say." "A modern cottage?" : "Well, no; rather on the antique order than otherwise!" 1 "Oh," cried Rachel, "I'm glad. I despise these new, stiff places, that look as if merely to be admired, not lived in and enjoyed. Uncle, what are you laughing at?" I "At your curiosity, my dear." "Then I won't ask another question." i But she fully atoned for that deprivation by sketching on tablets of her own fancy an endless variety of Gothic erections, with bay-windows and trellises, while Uncle Benedict watched her behind the screen of his newspaper, with the queerest expression on his old brown face. 1 "I'm almost sorry I commenced the thing," he said to himself. "If I should be disappointed In her! But, pooh! It's

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the only way to find out If she is worth my boy's love!" Presently the old lumbering country conveyance came to a standstill but, to Rachel's surprise, in front of no fairy cot or low-eaved edifice surrounded by verandas and flower-paterres. A tumble-down, unpainted farmhouse stood a little back from the road, with its shutters hanging loosely by one hinge, and one or two scrubby bushes forlornly tossing in the wind! A wellsweep, mute witness of by-gone days, towered up in rear, and a cat darted under the cellar widow. "How dreary it looks!" thought Rachel, with a little shudder, as she glanced round to see whether the fat woman opposite or the lank young gentleman by her side was going to alight. But neither stirred. Uncle Ben seized his carpet-bag and umbrella. "Come, my dear," he said to Rachel; she started instinctively forward. "Is this the place?" "This is the place." Poor Rachel! What were her sensations as she looked blankly around the neglected, dismal spot which was the sole realization of her fairy dreams? This is the home Uncle Ben had given them! And for an instant she felt as if she could repel the unwelcome gift, and tell Uncle Benjamin plainly that she could not spend her days in a hovel like this. But then came sober second thoughts. Uncle Ben had meant kindly; they were poor, and could not afford to dispense with even the meanest of roofs over their heads. No, she must accept the present in the spirit in which it was given, and check in the bud all her rebellious and unamiable replnings. "I told you it was a cottage, you know," said Uncle Ben, keenly scrutinizing her face. "Yes, I know," said Rachel, glancing round with brightening eyes. "That is a very choice climbing rose over the window, if it was only properly trained." "It's rather lonesome." said Uncle Ben. "I like the country." Rachel answered, hopefully. As she spoke a slipshod oW woman appeared to let them in, and led the way to the best room, a green-paper-curtalned apartment, with a fire in the fire-place that emitted considerably more smoke than caloric. "Smoke chimneys, eh?" said Uncle Ben. "The draught seems to be poor," said Rachel; "but Tdare say it can be fixed." "I hadn't any idea the ceilings were so low," grumbled the old gentleman. "It's partly the effect of the wallpaper," said Rachel. "A narrow striped pattern will improve it." "What queer little cupboards over the mantel!" said Uncle Ben. "Oh, they will be nice for our china," said Rachel. "My dear," said the old gentleman, "I believe you are determined to be pleased. Do you really think that you shall like this place?" "I shall like any place where Hugh is," said Rachel, brightly. She went all over the house with the old gentleman, planning improvements, suggesting and contriving, until he really began tp think she would make an Arcadia out of the worn-down old farm. And if she shed a few tears on her pillow when she went to rest, under the eaves of the roof, Uncle Ben never mistrusted it. There was a buggy at the door when Rachel rose from her breakfast of rye bread and corn coffee the next morning. "Come, my lass," said the old gentleman. "I want to show you a place farther up the road which has been leased by a friend of mine." The drive and the delicious air were like invigorating tonic to the wearied little bride; and a picture after the style of Watteau awaited them, In the exquisite cottage, with its deep piazzas, bay-windows, and picturesquely-sloping roof. Rustic chairs stood under the branches of the elms on the lawn, and a marble Cupid, holding up a carved shell, scattered bright rain into a tiny basin directly in front of the gates. "Oh, how beautiful!" cried Rachel. "Come in, my dear, and see how you like the Interior," said the old man, serenely. It was perfect, from the drawingrooms to the chambers, all in white and pink, like the inside of a rose's heart, and the fairy conservatory. "It is like fairyland!" cried Rachel, enthusiastically. Do tell me. Uncle Ben, who is to live here??' Uncle Ben turned round and faced her. "You, my dear." "I!" "And Hugh, of course!" "But," gasped Rachel, quite overwhelmed, "the other house " "That's only a little jcke of mine! This Is the real home, and I give it to you with all the more pleasure that you were disposed to make the best of a bad bargain you thought you were in for." And Rachel felt something warm and wet upon her cheek like a tear, as the old gentleman stooped to kiss her. When Hugh came home, to find his little wife upon the veranda, all welcoming smiles to greet him, he exclaimed: "Why, Uncle Ben, this is a perfect casket.' "But none too good for the jewel that inhabits it," Uncle Ben answered.

Kleptomania Among Women. It has been announced from high medical authority that kleptomania Is more prevalent among women than the other sex. The experts declare it a disease which is a sign of hysteria and physical weakness. How the medical world is taking the responsibilities of the moral world! After awhile people will not see the absurdity of the negro's plea in a recent arraignment in a Virginia court for chicken stealing. The negro had been listening to a long explanation form the overseer about hypnotism, kleptomania, and the like. So his answer was: "De chicken done hypnotize me, jedge, and then kleptomania came on." Ninon de l'Enclos' Secret. Ninon de l'Enclos possessed at 70 the complexion of a girl of 16. And this is to what she attributed it: "Half an ounce of tincture of benzoin, sixteeen ounces best rose water, ten drops attar of roses. Sponge the wet skin with this preparation after the bath. An equal weight of refined linseed oil added to this mixture and rubbed well into the arms and neck twice daily will preserve them. from attenuation."

THE SCOTCH PATTI.

EARLIER STRUGGLES OF MME. NELLIE M ELBA. She Made Her First Appearance nR a Singer In Australia and Subsequently Went to Paris Then Followed Six Year of Dntqnaled Success. ME. MELBA (Mrs. Armstrong), wife of Captain Francis Armstrong, of England, has won, within the last six years, the highest distinction in Paris. Brussels. London, Milan and the chief American cities. She is of Scotch descent and was born in Australia. At a very early age she began the study of the pianoforte with her mother, who was an amateur of ability. Later she continued hor studies under professional teachers, taking n course on tin? organ and also in harmony and composition, thus securing the groundwork of a thorough musical education, which must have proved of inestimable value after she began her career as a singer. When about twelve yars old it was discovered that nature had endowed her with a voice of unusual beauty, and after having taken a few vocal lessons In Australia she accepted the advice of friends and went to Paris, where she placed herself under the tuition of the famous Mme. Marchesl. Notwithstanding the objections interposed by her father, Mr. Mitchell (who was one of the commissioners of the Melbourne exposition), a lyric career became inevitable, and upon the completion of her studies with Mine. Marchrsl she made her debut on Oct. 15, 1SS7. under the name of Melba, as Gilda in "Rigoletto" at the Theatre de la Monnaie, Brussels. So Immediate and brilliant was her success that the intendant. who had arranged for a single performance only, engaged her for a term, and she appeared as Lakme, Violetta, Opheiie and Lucia. Subsequently Sir Augustus Harris engaged her for Covent Garden, and in the season of 1888 she made her debut in England in "Lucia," with a success well remembered by all opera-going Londoners. Then followed another long engagement In Brussels, after which she returned to Paris, and having studied under the composer the part of the heroine in Ambrose Thomas' ''Hamlet," she made her appearance at the Grand Opera In the character of Ophclle, which was successfully repeated eight times and enthusiastically praised by the French critics.' Mme. Melba next studied In the role of Juliette, with the assistance of Gounod, and appeared in that character in London In June, 18S9, with Jean de Reszke in his favorite part of Romeo. In the winter of that year she was the favorite prima donna of the Grand Opera at Paris, where she sang the roles of Marguerite, Juliette, Ophelle, Lucia and Gilda. The latest assumptions of Mme. Melba have been the parts of Esmeralda in Goring Thomas' opera of that name, Elsa in Wagner's "Lohengrin," and the title role In "Elaine," composed by M. Bemberg expressly for her, to whom, by the way, and to Jean do Reszke. the work Is dedicated. Mention should also be made of Mme. Melba's beautiful interpretation of the part nf; Michaels in "Carmen." Mme. Melba's phenomenal success at the Metropolitan Opera House, New York, and in Boston and Chicago during the last two seasons is too well known to require more than a word of mention. Her triumphs on the concert stage have fully equaled those in the opera. Her voice Is of a remarkably pure, 'beautiful and sympathetic quality, with a very extensive range, the tone being crystalline in its clearness. It is perfectly even throughout the register and hor vocalization, in the purest Italian style, is almost unrivaled In fluency and may safely said to be faultless. A Sltnplo Moans of Transportation. The ascent of mountains and the carrying of necessary articles up very steep inclines necessitate an enormous amount of labor and time. It is possible to put up wire-rope tramways at a very small expense, and have these so arranged that loads can be brought up at a minimum of the cost and trouble now involved. A sample of this device is a wire tramway recently put up at Gibraltar, It connects the signal at the top of the rock with the town bwlow.

MME. MELD A,

There are two ropes, three hundred and twenty yards long, leading to the mountain. An engine works the ropes, which are able to sustain a weight of seventy tons. The transit from the town to the station occupies scarcely five minutes, where formerly it took a whole day. On the general principle of thi! carriage line that delivers parcels and change in stores, an effective and rapid means of transit between various points may be secured. The rope-tramway idea Is yet in its infancy, but before another ten ypars have passed this invention will be utilized to connect buildings of all sorts. It would be of untold value could a simple rope and basket be so arranged that one might pass from house to outbuildings regardless of snow, storm or rain, stepping from one sheltered entry at the house to another at the barn without coming in contact ' with the ground. The time and need are here, and only await the Inventive genius who shall put these into practical operation.

THOMAS C. PLATT. The Man Who Is Saiit to Mak and Unmake Governors and Presidents. Thomas Collier Plattt. New York's famous republican politician, was born in Owego, that state, in 1833. He matriculated at Yale college, but on account of failing health left there before graduation to enter upon a commercial career. He became conspicuous as a successful operator in banking and lumber enterprises. In 1872 and 1874 he was elected to congress from Owego. J-n 1881 he was chosen to succeed Francis Kernan in the United States senate. His service in the senate was, however, of short duration. He at once fell into the friendship of Roscoe Conkling. When President Garfield saw fit to rebuke Senator Conkllng by giving the New York patronage to the antlConkllng republicans, both New York senators resigned their seats, but not without hope of being re-elected by th legislature then In session. They wera disappointed, however, for the legislature oho.se their successors shortly afterward. Conkling, broxen-hearted, retired to private life and four years later died. Not so with Piatt. He became president of the United States Express Co.. and has managed to cut a wide swath in state politics. He managed the gubernatorial campaign for Levi P. Morton lust year and now has charge THOMAS C PLATT. of the presidential boom of the governor of New York. Twain and Health. The latest interesting characteristic of Mark Twain to be made public Is his capacity for preserving good health on only four hours' sleep a day. This seems incredible, though his life as a pilot on the Mississippi may h'avo trained him to do with less sleep than ordinary men. Mr. Clemens Is said to spend his mornings reading and smoking, and his afternoons writing and smoking. In the evening he reads and smokes again. Of Simple Tastes, Vaszary, the Prince of Hungary, is a man of the most simple tastes, and when he first entered office his task was rendered doubly hard by the fact that hitherto he had been but a poor Benedictine monk. He drove to the Prlmatlal palace, at Gran, in a public cab, carrying on his knee a cage containing his pet canary. Kipling's Ejea. Rudyard Kipling is said to have a pair of remarkable blue eyes, which once seen are never forgotten During a recent visit to Washington he attempted to go about the city Incognito, but his eyes, It is averred, rendered hla disguise a failure.

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NEWS OF INDIANA.

HISTORY OF SEVEN DAYS CONDENSED TO DATE. Religions, Political, Obituary, Criminal and Miscellaneous Happenings as Reported from Various Sections of This; Commonwealth. La Porte The millinery house of J. C. Scarce of this city made an assignment, with liabilities of 115,000 and assets of $5,000. John Baker, for twenty-five years a prominent ice dealer of Logansport, was fatally crushed by several cakes of ice falling upon him. Hall William Cox, aged 19, and Ada McMorris, aged 15, eloped to Illinois and Were married. Both are highly connected and live near here. Charles Rlddell, a mail-carrier In Columbus, recently appointed after a civil service examination, was arrested here for robbing letters of their contents. Uriah Keys, aged 91, a prominent citizen of Floyd county, died suddenly at his home In New Albany. He was a veteran of the Mexican and civil wars. Mrs. Joshua Berry, living fourteen miles west of Tipton, was working in a field near the house, and a spark from a pipe which she was smoking ignited her clothes and she was burned to death. Russell Smith of Kokomo quarreled with his sweetheart. Miss Cora Chapman, then went to the woods ostensibly to hunt squirrels. Later his dead body was found seven miles west of town. A letter on his body left no doubt of suicide. Charles Chrisman, the Wabash saloonkeeper shot at the riot at Blppus, Friday night. Is dead, and Emanuel Voght. who assaulted him, and who was attacked and badly beaten by Chrisman's friends, is at the point of death. Farmer John Pecklnbaugh of Oakville was carrying a dish filled with boiling water from his house to the barn, and his 5-year-old daughter Mary was In a swing. As the father passed Mary collided with him and was fatally scalded. Gas City The Good Citizens league triumphed in its battle against the bIx saloons that attempted to obtain license to sell liquor here. Four applications were withdrawn, and the commissioners refused the other two after hearing the evidence. The body of Miss Frederlcka Bierhaus was found in a cistern at the home of her nephew, Charles Bierhaus, near Vincennes. The deceased was a sister of Edward Bierhaus, Sr., the wealthiest wholesale merchant of Vincennes. She was 50 years of age and unmarried. She committed suicide while her mind was temporarily unbalanced. Crown Point Two Chicago prisoners escaped from jail here. They gained entrance to an upper corridor and sawed through the stool roof and made their escape by jumping forty feet to the ground. They were serving a long jail sentence. Both were arrested during the trouble with tramps at Whiting. Their whereabouts cannot be ascertained. Wabash The 6-year-old daughter of Isaac Joy, near Urbana, this county, died under peculiar circumstances. On Monday the child was playing in the field, and upon returning to the house her parents noticed a small but very red spot on one of her lower limbs. She complained of pain in that region and later the limb began to swell. Subsequent to death her body swelled and turned purple, necessitating immediate Interment. The cause of her death is a mystery, but It is supposed that she was bitten by a snake or poisoned by the sting of an insect. Muncie The city of Muncie, through Mayor George W. Cromer caused the delay of a Lake Erie & Western passenger train. Last Friday a Lake Erie & Western passenger train collided with the city patrol wagon, instantly killing the horse. The driver and two policemen escaped by jumping. vor Cromer had a warrant prepared .he arrest of the engineer, Lewis E r. When the train pulled In yeste- . a policeman arrested Fisher, tak. him from the engine to police lv lquarters, where he pleaded not guilty to the charge of fast running and furnished a $200 bond. The train was delayed a half-hour. At Samuel Parklson's stone quarry, west of Muncie, 200 pounds of dynamite and twenty pounds of powder have been kept in an old tool chest in the blacksmith shop on the edge of the quarry. The powder was in a paper sack, and the chest was accidentally left open. While Mat Shannahan, the blacksmith, was pounding Iron a spark set fire to the powder. A muffled explosion followed, and the chest was enveloped in flames. Shannahan dashed from the building, and with a dozen men from the pit below ran for their lives. The building burned down, but the deadly explosives burned up before the caps on the end of the dynamite sticks were reached by the tire, thereby preventing an explosion. About 200 Kentucky negroes, none of whom were known, went to Glen Helen park, near Sellersburg, to attend a picnic given by a local lodge. When they arrived there they were all drunk and soon after invaded the town, the citizens of which are known to be opposed to negroes, and started a riot. Knives wore drawn, pistols were fired, men were knocked down, stores and saloons raided and pandemonium reigned. Marshal Huffstiller and the deputies he called to his aid were soon overpowered. Several women were knocked down and seriously injured by the drunken negroes. One of them, Mrs. James Wilson, is in a serious condition. One woman shot and came near killing a negro who insulted her. Before the deputies wired for arrived the negroes escaped to Kentucky. Wabash -The first Indian to be admitted to a collegiate institution In Indiana Is Miss Gertrude Siddons, 1 years o.'d, a full-blooded Sioux, who has been attending Wb'te's Manual-Labor institute, four miles south of this city. Miss Siddons was graduated with high honors, and has received permission from the government, which bore part of the expense of her schooling at the Institute, to enter Earlham college, where she will take the full course. Matthew E. Shirley, for year3 a leading citizen of Lebanon, pleaded guilty to forging the name of his wealthy brother, the Rev. James Shirley, to a note, and was sentenced to two years In the penitentiary.

NOT SO VERY POOR.

Fhe Kan from New Zealand Had 93,000 In His Waistcoat. Over two weeks ago W. B. Nicholson of New Zealand arrived here on the steamer Mariposa, and put up at the American Exchange hotel, says the San Francisco Examiner. He was so roughly dressed and so unique In appearance, with a queer bunch of whiskers on his chin, that he seemed a walking advertisement of hari luck. He had arrived in the steerage, and he took one of the very cheapest rooms in the house. Under these circumstances Manager Wiseman was inclined to keep a wary eye on him. At the end of three days Mr. Wiseman broached the idea of settling his bills. The queer gaest said he would pay the bill in the next day or two. He did not, however, and he was spoken to again about it. Still there was a hitch, but finally the New Zealander said he would go upstairs and get the money. After a while he came down with it and paid the bill. Then he explained that the reason why he hadn't paid it before was that he had all his money sewed up in his vest On investigation it was shown that he had a surprising amount. There was no less than $5,000 in bills and English sovereigns, mostly the latter, besides $4,000 in drafts. The sovereigns weighted the vest down till it was as heavy as the owner, and all an able-bodied man could carry. They were skillfully and stoutly sewn in from the bottom up, so that all around his sides and front there was money, and the back of the vest had to be strengthened with ieather straps to keep the ganment from being pulled to pieces. This queer contrivance, loaded with coins, bills and drafts, the man with the billy-goat whiskers had been lugging with him wherever he traveled. There were fears at times that he would be robbed, but Nicholson has always insisted that he could take care of himself. A few days ago, after returning from a warm walk down town with his load of cash, he threw off his heavy vest in his room and put on another one to cool off. He finally stepped down stairs, leaving the door open. He sat at a desk for a long time, forgetting about his cash. Suddenly he recollected it, his face assumed an ashen hue, and he vanished upstairs like a streak of light. His precious vest was there, though, hanging on a chair. He grabbed it and put it on, and since then has worn it constantly. Nicholson came over to invest his money, but did not find anything to suit him, so the land of the antipodes will get him again. He sailed on the Mariposa, the same steamer on which he came. A GOOD GOBBLER. This Tender-Hearted Old Turkey Cared for Chicks as If They Were His Own. A lady of Philadelphia owns an old turkey gobbler which deserves to go on record as a feathered philanthropist. Some time last fall a hen inhabiting the same fowl yard as the old gobbler in question had the misfortune to be caught by a hawk and left to the cold charity of the world a couple of hJby chicks that had not shed their first down. For the first day of their grief the little fellows peeped around in despair and almost died of starvation. None of the hens seemed inclined to throw the protecting wing over their helplessness, and it is probable that the next day would have ended their career had not the old gobbler come manfully to their rescue. With a gentleness that would have done credit to a tenderer nature he considered their helpless condition, and began at once to provide for the wants of the little orphans. It was really beautiful to behold his kindly care of the children of his adoption. He learned to suit his pace to theirs, accommodating himself to their feeble ability in every particular. He taught them to scratch anil pick as patiently as their own mother would have done, and actually har bored them at night until they were able to roost unsheltered. During the bitter cold winter, though they were by that time well-grown pullets, he continued to care for them, sheltering them from the wind and guarding them from the wet, though he had to suffer himself in their stead. A Woman Tramp in England. On the whole journey I found but one interesting moocher, and that a moochcress. She traveled my way for about two hours, and as she smoked my cigarettes she gave me a little of her biography. She had lived just fifty years, did not know when she entered trampdom, had no recollection of her parents, and believed mainly in "booze," as she called it. She prided herself on being a fighting woman, as do a great many of the English Judies. "Why, I'm a reg'lar Charley Mitchell,' said she, "when I want to be." . "Wouldn't you rather be a John L. Sullivan?" said I to test her patriotism "Oh, yes, ef I was Amerikin, but I'm English I'm patriotic, I am." "Then," said I, "you wouldn't want to be Lackie Thompson.' "D'ye want t' insult me?" said she. "Naw, I wouldn't be anything Scotlike." "How is it, Judy, that you are in Scotland, then?" "Oh, I'm just lookin fer me mate. 1 lost him in Edinburgh, an' 's soon 's I find him I'm going back to England." Just before I left her she said: "Tell me how you draw thet smoke in. I've heard thet it's real good, but how d'ye do It?" I told her how to inhtile the smoke of a cigarette. She tried it, choked, and promised herself by all the gods of her poor heaven never to try it again. English Judies are great smokers, but they use clay pipes, as a rule. "Two Tramps in England," by Josiah Flynt.