Terre Haute Weekly Gazette, Volume 7, Number 36, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 2 March 1876 — Page 6

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CHAPTER XXVII.

IIBniND A BARRICADE.

^Btfhind the barricades every man is a irshal! No more soldiers! No more Aerals! Kvory citizen for himself! Every eet a fortress} Resist while a foothold left free then die in the blaze of a Tiling city!" So cried a hug- in a red liberty cap, Tiding-, with arms akimbo, at the enjica of the Chuussee d'Antin and such s.fhe programme such was the insane jpiratiou. And they were working strenuously to realize the project. The Versaillais had been pouring into the city at almost every gate during the past night. "But it should be easier to get in than to get out," Baid the blouses, piling high the stones across the entrance of the street, imprisoning chance passengers, overthrowing cabs and omnibuses, building qp tiie barricade with every material they eqUjd 'a}' their hands upon, and helped in their labor by legions of hardy, sunbrowned women from workshops,markets, and the cliijfwmier's quarter.

This fortification was more than twelve ifeet high, when a staff officer galloped up behind it from a side street, lie descended rapidly, and went straight towards a small, spare individual, dressed in a rough shooting jacket, whereof the pockets bulged ominously in the form of a formidable revolver and cartridges lie was coolly smoking in the doorw.iy of a marchaud de ©in, a few .yards from the fining barricade. *1 give up," said the otlicer.

The speaker, Eugene Lagarde, eyed him fiercely for a moment. "Give it up, Clioquard?" he cried. "Ay but ymt don't suspect me of turning. tail, niar? I give up the Hotel de .lnlle all those tatkers, wranglmg comi&ssarios, delegates, eoipmitteenten, and i8 rest.. They're at thteir wits ends." "They hadn't for to go," said tugene, grimly. N* "Nothing to be done with them. "And &o you "1 '.m come, now, to hold that barricade Ofttil the gutters ruu red—to kill and get Jelled. Uo you see, man?" ••Yes, I Hye," said Paul, seriously. •Thanks, dear boy. You are right Kill and get killed—there's our programme. "And l"ioe la mart!" cried Choquard, langhing. Ziahrinski's here, eh?" •tVes. Kabrinski!" called out Eugene. "Present, citizen!" answered the Pole, peeping over the edge of the barricade into the intrenched position. ^He came down in a few moments, covered with duat, muddy, torn, dishevelled. (I'm rather proud of that piece of archiiure, Ghoquard. Decidedly Byzantine,

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San't it?" •'Particulaily 'he omnibus," remarked ^Ohogu.ird. ^ish^ ev ld lend a hand," said Eugene, anxiously. Sacre blue! 1 am weak as a girl. I shall never get over that last bayonet thrust."' "T?ut you "y .i use your rille, eli" said Choquard. "Ay about five shots a minute is what make of it." "Now for o:ir arrangements," said Choquard, leaving his two friends.

He collected the men, and explained the hopeless situation in a few words. They *ere allirmed, hot, and reckless. A long, ijareerhout of mad determination an--eicd Uls brief allocution.

Then sentinels were posted. A mitraildragged up to the fortification by a 70 wd of red-capped women, was trained weep the boulevards in front of the ricade scouts were sent forward, and arksmen stationed on the roofs of the ")ichboring houses. Ammunition was ^janhuted but a proposition to send for fcj afnbulance wagon to the neighboring Barracks of La Pepiniere was abruptly pc^alived by Choquard. *No woanded!" he cried. "Once fallen, gar men must die! The wagon would hamper our movements." itie&t precautions taken, the staff-officer rejoined bis friends.

"All we want now is an observatory, be remarked. Is it possible to see a mil round us from the roof of one of thes« houses?" "There is just the thing," said Eugene pointing to the shop of the marchaud dt xiv.

They entered the wine-shop, and mount* ed to the roof. A small belvedere had been erected on the slates—an edifice of glass and iron, probably intended for a photographer's studio. Here the friends installed themselves they could sweep nearly all the adjoining streets with their spy-glasses, and improvised orderlies from below kept them constantly informed as to what was going on in the street behind the barricade.

Breakfast was brought up to the Communists, and they discussed it calmly, gaily talking of popular faeces, of questions in political economy, in a light, skin-deep, Parisian fashion. Tired out with the night's anxieties, the morning's labors, Choquard and the Pole soon fell asleep.

They were awakened violently, in two or three hours, by Eugene shaking them by the shoulders, and forcing spy-glasses into their hands. "Look! Awake! On foot, my boys!"

Choquard scanned the prospect. "Cavalryl-tiottingup the lluedela Paix! They halt! Infantry—creeping along the boulevards! It's coming—it's coming! Shake hands, and let us go!"

One firm grasp, and, in a moment, the three were in the street. A man was behind every loophole. Lying flat in rows on top of the barricade, a hundred men held their rifles ready.

In a few minutes shots were heard, and scouts came running in at the gaps left on each flank of the barricade. "They come—they come!—the Chasseurs d'Afrique!"

In a moment, a roar of musketry shook the adjoining houses: a sheet of flame lit tip the street. The barricade had tired the first volley.

The red-trousered linesmen advanced .it a run, with bayonets leveled. The handle of the mitrailleuse whirled round, sending showers of bullets into the Versaillais column, and it fell back.

This can't last long," said Eugene, coming down from the belvedere. "They have artillery behind! They would *use it directly, only. I suppose, they are afraid of damaging the houses."

A charge was now made, and repulsed, every minute. Bayonets had been crossed already and behind the barricade the bodies began to be piled in heaps of twelve.

The opposing infantry opened in the centre. An open road was thus formed. The ground shook, and cavalry turned round the corner of the boulevard, and advanced like a whirlwind. "This is the prologue of the artillery," said Choquard, who had just returned from an excursion into across street.

The cavalry halted, despite the volleys with which it, was assailed. An officer advanced to the front, saying, "In the name of the Republic, I call upon you to surrender and lay down your arms!"

A derisive shriek greeted the word "Republic." Zabrinski sprang forward, climbed the barricade, and stood erect upon its crest.

He threw his hand aloft, aud the folds of the red flag fluttered out. Fire la Commune!" rang out his clear, and single voice. "Vive la Commune!" echoed four hundred throats.

The Pole fell back, riddled by twenty bullets. Then, as the artillery opened fire, overturning stones and men in one dusty, grimy, blood-stained mass, Choquard cried lustily, "The red-trousers are at the gaps!-'

It was true. Tho linesmen had crept under the cover of the artillery, and were pouring in upon the rebels at each extremity of the barricade.

For ten minutes, a wild, frantic battle raged, hand to hand, without quarter, while paving-stones and men toppled, in inextricable confusion, into the swaying crowd.

Choquard and Eugene had fallen back with about a hundred men to the further end of the street. "They are holding out well there,"_ he said, breathlessly. "We shall have time to throw up another barricade here."

And he proceeded forthwith to heap up stones, furniture, the very flooring and rafters of the neighboring houses.

Tongues of tire shot up into the sky from the Rue St. Lazare. "What's that?" cried Eugene, with sudden terror. "That? Ha!" cried Choquard, exultantly. "They can't take us in the rear now." "What do you mean?" "Mean! The street is fired from end to end. I was arranging that just now when I left you." "Arranging what?" exclaimed Eugene, with a dazed expression of horror on hi»

"Why, the fire, man are yon mad! There's petroleum in every cellar of the Rue St. Lazare!" "The Hue St. Lazare!" cried Eugene, with an oath. "Fool!—devil!—my sister is there!" lie leaped away from the embryo barricade, darted down a side street, turned where he saw the ailluis, doubled, and threaded his way through a labyrinth of gullies, with the cunning and promptitude of madness. At lust he iu ttio Lue St. Lazare.

The street is in flames.

CHAPTER XXVIII.

PLTIKG FROM WRATH.

"Lefevre," said the captain of the squadron of Chasseurs d'Afrique, ata.tioned at the entry of the Chassee d'Antin, —"Lefevre, there is stnoke, flames ahead. What street is that burning?"

The lieutenant raised himself on his stirrups, and consulted a mental map of the locality. "Why, Carayon, that must be the Rue St. Lazure." "Oh, Heaven! Lefevre, are you Buret" "Yes the Rue St. Lazare-" "Perhaps I am wrong," muttered Francisque, feverishly.

And he drew a letter rr»m his breast. He had received it n.ty ago. and for twenty-four hours his heart had beat rapturously. His blood felt warmer within his veins, and there had been a rosy haze before his eyes that made the world seem one Eden garden awaiting an Eve. For Rerae had written the words—told him all —how the man he had seen her with was her brother—what reasons she had to conceal Eugene's identity—and how those reasons ceased to exist now the Comte was dead, and her brother leagued with the revolutionists—to fall if they failed— succeed if they were triumphant.

The soldier read the tender words more hurriedly than he had yet done, and turned quickly to the address. "Rue Si Lazare!" he groaned.

Then, in a moment, -Here, Lefevre, you must replace me. I must leave the troop for ten minutes—my reason—my life depends upon it." "*But,«aon

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"Not a word. I must, I tell youP* And plunging both spurs deep into his horse's flanks.he dashed through the debris of the barricade, down the street, toward* the Rue St. Lazare.

Choquard's men fired at him as he neared them. He bent low over the sad-dle-bow, and continued his furious ride.

But the second barricade had by this time attained formidable proportions. He saw that he could neither leap nor dash through it.

He wheeled round, desperate, and saw the side street which Eugene had taken a few minutes ego. Unwittingly he followed in the Communist's traces. He waa fired on by Yersaillais piquets, revolutionary prowlers. He heeded nothing, save that he was getting nearer to the burning street, nearer to Reine!

At last the horse plunged madly, and bore him into the blaze. The roadway was lit by the flames of the burning houses, was crowed with wailing women, and children, and old men, replacing the younger, who were away dealing and receiving death behind the barricades endeavoring to save some few poor pieces of furniture from the red ruin. "Number fifteen?" shouted Francisque, hoarsely, in a weeping woman's ear. "There, monsieur, nearly before you!"

In flames from roof-tree to basement! "Tell me—who is in it?" he cried. "Oh, I don't know, monsieur It officer. One has enough to do to try for one3elf in these times. In it?—women mostly, of course. There's that dear demoiselle of M. Marcus. All! moa Dleu!—Ah men Dieur' "No I think M. Marcus fetched her," put in an old crone, in whom love of gossip was stronger than personal grief and consternation. "No you mistake," interposed an old man. "A young fellow with a chassepot was here ten minutes ago he mubt have taken her."

Francisque heard them not. He had dismounted, and unrolled the voluminous cavalry cloak strapped to the saddlebow. "What is the Versaillais doing?" said a gamin, curiously.

He wrapped the cloak about his head and arm, and set his shoulder furiously against the door of the burning house. "The man is mad!" shrieked the women.

The door had yielded, when a clatter of hoofs was heard, and Lieutenant Lefevre, wi'Ii two troopers, debouched into the street at full canter.

The subaltern threw himself from his horse's back, and sprang upon Francisque. "A despatch from General Vinoy! We are to cross the Seine! Come Carayon— come! Is your brain turned?" "There's despair in my heart!" cried Francisque. "Oh, my little Reine—to lose her now! Let me go—let me go, I say!"

Lefevre would save him in spite of himself. The trooper came forward and the three forced Francisque away from the door, lifted him into his saddle, and led the horse away at a gallop.

All through that evil night of fire, and blood, and ruin, a deep tumbril, hooded like a dead-cart, passed from insurgent barricade to Versaillais lines—stopped continually by pickets of both parties, but making slow way towards one of the suburbs—the barrier of Mont Parnasse.

It stopped now and then, whenever a Versaillais detachment was in sight, and a man and a woman got down and busied themselves, by the light of lanterns, lifting the dead bodies of soldiers and workmen into the cart.

They had jus! performed this lugubrious duty, and were driving slowly up one of the steep streets of the Quartier Latin, when the man said, "The worst is over, my poor child. The Versaillais are fewer in this quarter. We are getting beyond the circle of battle." "And you, who wanted to die with them, my good M. Marcus—you saved youself to save me!" "There—there, child! don't speak of that. 1 am a selfish old Jew. It tortures me to think they will call me a coward— and Delescluze, Milliere, Raoul Rigault, showed me how to die! But my first dnty was to you, Reine! You lived under a Communist's roof your brother was compromised—they would call you 'pelroleuse,'—I could not leave you." "No, no you could not leave me," said Reiue.

She knew that no other argument would prevail against the old man's fanaticism. He had sought her ere the tire had reached their house. He saw the end approaching—saw her the prey of a brutal, drunken, triumphant soldiery, and felt that if he did not put aside bis own ambition, his own desperate instincts, to save her, she, who had been as the adopted daughter of the Communist, Marcus, was doomed. So, adopting himself the red cross of Geneva, and giving her the long black gown of a sister of mercy, he had begun their ghastly pilgrimage through the distracted city.

They were skirting the railings of the Luxembourg. "Softly," said Reine. "A patrol! Dragoons—I see their white cloaks!"

The patrol was riding towards them. Marcus halted. "There has been fighting here," he whispered. "Get down we must play our parts once more."

They descended as the patrol approached, and began their terrible search. "Good night, ma saiir," said a dragoon. "Good night," said Reine. "Not many here," said the soldier, lightly. "We shot most within the railings yonder." "Can we go in!" inquired Marcus. "Certainly."

The soldiers looked on indifferently while search was made among the heaps of slain—heaps made by the mitrailleuse, as a more expeditious instrument of execution. "Here, here!" groaned a voice. "Hush!" said Marcus. Then, to Reine, "Make no sign.it is one of our men*"

They dragged a mangled form from under a mound or corpses. "Take care I think both shoulders are dislocated," said the man, in execrable French.

Reine held the lantern to his face. "Mervale!" she whispered. "Silence, if you would save him!" said Marcus.

And then, whispering in the Englishman's ear, he added, "Don't speak, don't move, for your life!"

They carried him, dead to all appearances, to the tumbril, and laid him on the lifeless mass already collected. "Full inside!" laughed the dragoon.

They drove hastily away. They had passed the Luxembourg, and were near the barriers, when a strong detachment of gendarmes, escorting prisoners, overtook them. "Pass on!" said the officer in command,1 seeing the sister of mercy's hood.

A carriage drove up at this moment. A fair, beautiful face looked out of the window, looked at the soldiers, the prisoners, the tumbril. The sweet, deep brown ayes dwelt long and steadily on Reine and her companion, then a cruel glitter came

to fhem, and the lady bent forward and said, "Commandant, arrest those two persons! I recognize them—a petroleuse and her lover, Marcus, member of the Commune!" "Juliet!" cried Marcus.

In a moment they were surrounded and seized and the tumbril was driven away with Mervale lying wounded among the dead. "_£'n route for Versailles, la petroleuse," said the officer, brutally.

And as they were hurried on, tied to gether by the wrists, Madame la Comtesse smiled sweetly from the carriage window. "An rtvolr! For we'll come to see the petroleuse tried—Francisque and I."

CHAPTER XXIX.

A COURT MARTIAL AND EXECUTION. The gaolers wake early at the Orangerio at Versailles. They look out into the gray, misty morning, rub their hands violently, and observe that the weather is refreshing—autumn is approaching. "At any rate, we shail live to see it," remarked a lively sergeant, jocosely. "Ay, that's something in these times." "How is he?' inquires the first speaker, laying significant stress on the personal pronoun. "Game as ever. A pleasant, well-spoken chap he is." "Saw his sister, yesterday, didn't he!" "The pcirolcu.irf Yes. That was the only time I have seen him pulled down a bit." "I say, Jacques. You were present, weren't you? What did they talk about!" "Oh, the giil whimpered, of cours". Though she diuu't know it was for IJday." "And he?" "Well, he seemed to be talking about old time^, explaining things to her. I gathered that somo old documents had disappeared from some chateau or other, and he had been suspected of having made away with them, lie cleared himself, said the thief was Choquard—you know, tho fellow who made that desperate resistance in the Chaussee d'Antin, and was shot in the vidr.c."

Jacques, the gaoler was right. At the interview betweeh the brother and sister, the former had explained his share in the disappearance of the Chayolles family papers. Choquard had known, it seemed, something of the Comte's former life, had known Clement, and vaguely suspected that a secret exisied.wliich,if rightly used, might yield power and wealth. The papers were abstracted without Eugene's knowledge. It was only on arriving at Paris that he had been made acquainted with their existence and their tenor. They were entrusted to his keeping occasionally. Neither of the friends would use the secret to benefit De Boisrobert, whom they suspected and disliked from the first. No opportunity occuried f..r exacting money from the Comte and, moreover, Eugene, at least, shrunk from such a scheme. So the secret had laid dormant, until unforeseen e%'euts shotild render it valuable.

Eugene's final information was to the effect that his sister was rightly the Comte de Chayolles' heiress. He doubted the authenticity of the published will, and advised a speedy contestation of its legality. But as a prisoner, Heine could do nothing.

And so they parted. The clock struck five, and the prisonvan, the "salad-basket," as it is called, rumbled into the court-yard of the Orangerie.

With a bow to the Governor, a handshake for a few of the soldiers, Eugene Lagarde stepped lightly into the vehicle and, surrounded by a strong escort, the condemned Communist made his last journ»y—to the plains of Satory.

Despite his errors—his crimes, in truth —the young man had the making of a brave and generous soldier in his nature. So said the commander of thepcloton d'execution.

He took his place before the musketry target, threw away his cigarette, and opened his waistcoat.

Three rapid commands were given and then a voice rung out sharp and clear, Vive 1' Humaniit! Vive la CommuneP'

The last syllable was drowned in the crack of twelve chassepots. And Eugene Lagarde had uttered liio last word.

Executions were not popular spectacles. They took place before breakfast, which was inconvenient, and at a considerable distance from Versailles, which was fatiguing. Sensational trials were the fashionable amusements of that epoch. And a few short hours after this morning's execution, one of the most interesting among judicial sensations was to take place. A petroleuse was to be tried. A petroleuse— young, pretty, diabolically romantic, and piquantly wicked—came before the Third Council of War.

So the trains from Paris were very full the Versaillais burghers were very tenacious with regard to ticket for the show, and good places in the front rows. Tho doors of the Riding School, where the Council of War assembled, weie besieged by an eager crowd even at the moment when that volley was tiied at Satory.

Within the hail, Parieiennes in summer bonnets, exquisites from the bculevards, Soloos from the Assembly, occupy reserved seats, ami prepare their eperaglasses for the coining exhibition.

The officers have assembled at the long baise-covered table. "What is the matter with Major Carayon?"- said a young lady. He is pale and trembling."

He wus trembling, indeed, and leaned back in liis-chair, half-fainting, when an usher was ordered to bring in the prisoner.

She entered, erect, palid, and thin, but self-possessed—and hypocritically modest, the great ladies said. She dared not raise her eyes. She knew that Be was among her judges, and it was move from maidenly pride, than conscious innocence that she had nerved herself to face the ordeal without a flush or tremor. "Your name is Reine Lagarde!" said the President. "Yes, monsieur." "Reine Lagarde, you are charged with having been concerned personally and indirectly in the recent rebellion in Paris. You are charged with having habitually consorted with revolutionary characters, with having aided and abetted them in their usurpation of power, and all the consequences of that usurpation. Do you plead guilty or not guilty?" "I am not guilty."

The Public Prosecutor stepped forward, and began his speech. He dealt leniently with her in his critical comments, but brought forward facts that made the officers of the council look grave and regretful. He cited the girlish professions of faith she had made at different times. He pointed out that all her friends were mixed with the commune that she had been known to have compromising revolutionary documents in her possession at one time that she was the adopted daughter of Marcus the sister of a condemned demagogue—and, it was said, the fiancee of an English Radical, who had recently disappeared. "Moreover," said th

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urth.v wats- closed can be used in any r. ntn—^iwt-iidlil for lnva!i«ts Send for circular. WATCH A BKEEIE,

A gents, 60 state St. Chicago

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SKWING MidllNK

Cash Price, $40.00.

Any person wanting a first-class

1 LIGHT RUNJiING AND EASILY MANAGED Ptutt'e Sewing Machine will find It of importance to to os for th latest Terms to purchasers, as we offer

WRGF UISCOWNT FOR CAsH WE»l*r»sent] MAOHINEON THLMJ to any part of the No'1 hwe-'. I» costs nMMeg to tiy tt« Hnie Machine, as we oay all the expenses, i-

Meic'eni 's Fend lor ur Defcrlptive Circulars,and late Terms to CASH

Furrlini»'«. «E AOEJi't. Adtl"ss. JOHNSON,« LVKK & Co., No, 141 *tnt« Street, Chicago.

New Method of Braiam^

BBASM?

Swamps, Ponds & Low Lands,

11 slufiv 1te J'Wt where it sJucidf, Kltv'intr oS tilo wilier from outt• uj- your os- your r.nd f«. :ia sajri-:»r t:» Jilo draiits iss t?io railroad to tho common w.-igou.

Vi-.STEMOXIAIi.

YVi', the -n Vr hiiving seen ono of Yumlt's Patent Drains remove a !ar?e cond of n»^ii.irit water, en Ifoyt street, in this city, do cheerfully rerename:.! it to 11 ri ,-.i.s wtm havo wet cellars, or aro troubles! With ponds or wet lituK 1' vT1 ilo all'hat iaclaimed fnrit.

Mi r. A'CKi viiU-N, JIKXRY (TOLDTIIWAIT, J. W. GRIFFITH, r. L. BOSS, LYMAN case, N. K. KAI'fcR, F. MOP.TON. of ti.e irf.v.' ilriiins was put down 011 the premises of J. T. Fretizel, Jr., Cushuir o." Ine ilerciiiuits' National Bank, of this city, and in less than

Tiirco II or.ra

Had

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I ii*iii I tl ml l-il" I'V usin« K. AT. iuiiir l-ilixlranil i:.Tf nict «r TI.m mciUciri)' rummi uiirter liny rlrriim. strine** fit 1 to cure Imliifosliici, t'diiHtipiitioii. |i s|.iiwi.i,lli'iiiliii.'hi!,X rv(iimn'!'r, !,"•« i.Otii'initli ami Appetite. I'""?. Iiiver. ItliuM'-r•, Kidney, Stuiuacli. Illoud. ami chiMmi's'li.-cuscs. All Kcnmln diM-aw.i unit wcakiii-swrt this nn iliciiu- will positively cure. All ciisr lit I'iles tit-i"i:i-jt li etn nutIII III (-mine? or l«y tin.1 use nl' InjtirluUH iiwillcliirii arc p»nnnti?ntIv cured. I'tie pure li.fl Jilio" and Dlnoil ptvpal'rd irom raw meat tumUli" str^nu'tli and iifiiriMiinviit l'rni'. I-:.

.-V

\V vn'. :in! I*rc«ll«-nt

Drained the Collar

of over :t.«00 paiioiK of wn tc-. No better investment can bo made of idle •ar.if.nl than in working territory with this Drain. Ago d, energetic Agent IA wanted in everv eitv HIK! eouutv, to whom a liberal commission will be jiniii. Ftate, Couiity, 'Township or Farm Rights for sale. Personal property or real estate taker, in exchange for territory. Address

J. H. YUNDT, Indianapolis, JtniL

H. S. RICHARDSON &C0.,

JOBBERS AND DEA LER8 JN

(Jueensware, Glassware, Lamps, Etc.

HEADQUARTERS FOR

Chandeliers and Bar Fixtures.

Country Jobbing Trade solicited, and pricea prnaran'eed an low as any Western QueoijRware House.

MAIN STREET, North Side, between Third and Fonrtta

STA IE AND COUNTY

TAXES

FOB1875.

NOTICEforherefcynlvp-i

Is that the tax du-

1 leata the jrarl875 Is now In my hands, and thai I am now ready to receive the taxes charged tho-eon. The lollowlntt table shows the rat« of taxation on cacti SiU'J of taxable property:

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CO 03

flarrlson Houey C.T.... Prameton T. Prairie O. ..I Linton Plerson ley Ij-nt, Creek T..! Nevlns Otter Creek T.. fcayetteT ugar Creek... City

13 10 50 13 lti'50 18II0 6-) L8l (i'50 IS 1(1 50 13 16 5' is ia|5 13 50 13 16 513 18,51 13*1 IfiO 13 1H 50 13 16 50

10 10 05 M| 14 05 10 50 IU 10 10 05 I I lo'02 1)20 10 10 1 10 94 05 10 2l!is IOCS '5 10 14 os 10 10 25 10 28 05

10 10 I 15 10 1 ifi 25|1 0|101 0 03 r-5 [09 10 10

1

24 3 00 E.'l 3 00 70,2 60 21 3 00 16 3 00 33 3 0!) 48 3 on 88 3 (0 43 2 00 .•» 3 0J 28.2 60 60 3 00 323 00

DOG 'I'AX—For every m*le, 81 for female and for each addltlona uog $2. ifixamineyour recwlpt before leaving the office, and see tlat It covers ail yonr property. People are ta*el for what tliey own on the 1st day oi April of 'acli year.

Taxes are due on the I5lli of lecernber and taxpayers may pay the lull amount of such taxes on or before the third Monday In April, er may, at their option, pay one-half thereof on or befo,-€ the first Monday In November following. Provided, however, that all road taxes charged shai' be paid prtor to the third Monday in April, as prescribed by law and rovided, further, that In all cases wheie as much as one-half of the amount of t»x charged against a tax* payer shall not be paid ou or Detore the third Monday In April the whole amount charged shall become due and returned deItnqaent. and b*cullfc"ted orovided by law. Delinqnent lands are advertised on or about the iirat Monday January, and are 8-]d on tbe second Monday of February of eacb year.

The Treasnrer Is responsible for tho taxes h?could have cjllect»*t, therefore tajpt" era ought tn r'-roe-* ber that their tuxes must be paid ev»ry year.

No county order will be paid to any person owing delinquent tax. As the Road Tax is all due with the first Installment, Road Receipts must be presented on or before the third Monday in April, or they will not be received. For the collection of which I may be found my office in Terre Haute, as directed by law. Fay your taxes promptly

aBrt

^c^^ANKEYr Treasurer Vigo County.

December 15,1875

PATENTS

obtained In the Uulte4 States, Canadas ana

Europe terms as low as those of any other reliable house. Correspondence Invited In the English and foreign languages, with Invantors, Attorneys at Law, and others solictor?, especially with tl ose who bave bad their cases rejected at the hands of other attorneys. In rejected cases our fees are reasonable and no charge is made unless we are saccessfal. .j<p></p>Inventors,

rs&rsi:

it you want a

sketch and a full description of your Invention. We will make an examination at the Patent Office, and It we think it patentable, will fend ou papers and advice, and prosecute your case. Our fee will be, in ordinary cases, 125. oral or written in all

Advice s3?s»t lYee

tents, Patent Law and Inven-

BEFIBKICI—Hon. M. D. Leggett, cxCommlssloner of Patentf, Cleveland, Ohio O. H. Kelley, Esq., Hec'y Natloral Grange. Louisville, Kentucky, the 8wedish and Danish Koreign Ministers Washington, D. C?Henry Colfood, Esq, Halifax, Nova Hssir^8end S'amp for our "GUIDE TOR OBTAIVISG PATKSTS a dook cf 0 pages.

ADiW LOC18 BAGCiEK A CO. solicitors of Patents and ConnctiOTs at Patent Law, Wtsi.lngton, D. C.

Great Medical Book

and Secrets for Ladles and Bts. St-nt free f~r two Stamps. Address, ST OBXFH MXDltiAl. XWBTITUT*.

St. Joseph, Mo