Terre Haute Weekly Gazette, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 2 December 1886 — Page 12

THE STORY OF A DM

By BEET HABTR

fQVpy righted, 1888, by Houghton, Mifflin & Co., published by arrangement with them.]

CHAPTER jXIV.

WHAT CULTURE DID FOR IT

HERE was at this timo in the senate of the United States an eminent and respected gentleman, scholarly, orderly, honorable, and radical—the fit representative of a scholarly, orderly, honorable and rad-

A SENATOR. ical commonwealth. For mpny years he had held his trust with conscious rectitude, and a slight depreciation of other forms of merit and for as many years had been as regularly returned to his seat by his constituency with equally conscious rectitude in themselves and an equal skepticism regarding others. Removed by his nature beyond the reach of certain temtations, and by circumstances beyond even lie knowledge of others, his social and political integrity was spotless. An orator and practical debater, his refined tastes kept him from personality, and the public recognition of the complete unselfishness of his motives and the magnitude of his dogmas protected him from scurrility. His principles had never been appealed to by a bribe ho had rarely been approached by an emotion.

A man of polished taste in art and literature, and possessing the means to gratify it, his luxurious home was filled with treasures he had himself collected and fu ther enhanced by the stamp of his appreciation. His library had not only the elegance of adornment that his wealth could bring and his taste approve, but a certain refined negligence of habitual use and the easy disorder of the artist's workshop. All this was quickly noted by a young girl who stood on its threshold at the close of a dull January day.

The card that had been brought to the senator bore the name of "Carmen de Haro aiul modestly in the right hand corner, in almost microscopic script, the further description of herself as "Artist." Perhaps the pi turesqueness of the name and its historic suggestion caught the scholar's taste, for when to his request, through his servant, that she would bo kind enough to state her business, she replied as frankly that her business was personal to himself, be directed that she should be admitted. Then intrenching himself behind his library table, overlooking a bastion of bookstand a glacis of pamphlets and papers, and throwing into his forehead and eyes an expression of utter disqualification for anything but the business beforo him, he calmly awaited the intruder.

She came, and for an instant stood, hesitatingly, framing herself as a picture in the door. Mrs. Hopkinson was right—she had "no stylo," unless an original and half foreign quaintness could be called so. There was a desperate attempt visible to combine an American shawl with the habits of a mantilla, and it was always slipping from one shdulder, that was so supple and vivacious as to betray the deficiencies of an education in stays. There was a cluster of black curls around her low forehead, fitting her so closely as to seem to bo part of the sealskin cap she wore. Once, from the force of habit, she attempted to put her shawl over her head and talk through the folds gathered under her chin, but an astonished look from the senator checked her. Nevertheless he felt relieved, and, rising, motioned her to a chair with a heartiness he would have scarcely shown to a Parisian toilleta. And when, with two or three quick, long steps she reached his side and showed a frank, innocent but strong and determined little face, feminine only in its Hash of eye and beauty of lip and chin curves, he put down the pamphlet he had taken up somewhat ostentatiously and gently begged to know her business.

I think I have once beforo spoken of her voice—an organ more often cultivated by my fair countrywomen for singing than for speaking, which, considering that much of our practical relations with the sex are carried on without the aid of an opera score, seems a mistaken notion of theirs—and of its sweetness, .gentle inflexion, and musical emphasis. She had the advantage of having been trained ir. a musical language, and came of a race with whom catarrhs and sore throats were rare. So that in a few brief phrases she sang the »oator into acquiescence as she imparted Che plain libretto of her business—namely, a "doeire to seo some of his rare engravings."

Now the engravings in question were certain etchings of the early Great Apprentices of the art, and were, I am happy to believe, extremely rare. Prom my unprofessional view thoy were exceedingly bad—showing the mero genesis of something since perfected, but deax% of course, to the true collector'3 soul I don't believo that Carmen really admired them eithor. But the minx knew that the senator prided himself on having the only 'pot hooks' of the great 'A,1 or the first artistic efforts of 'B'—I leave the real names to be filled in by the connoisseur,—and the senator becamo interested. For the last year, two or three-of these abominations had been hanging in his study, utterly ignored by the casudl visitor. But here was appreciation! "She was," she added, "only a poor young artist, unable to purchase such treasures, but equally unable to resist the opportunity afforded her, even at the risk of seeming bold, or of obtruding upon a great man's privacy," etc., etc.

This flattery, which, if offered in the usual legal tender of the country, would have been looked upon as counterfeit, delivered here in a foreign accent, with a slightly tropical warmth, was accepted by the senator as genuine. These children of the sun are so impulsive! We, of course, feel a little pity for tho person who thus transcends our standard of good tasto and violates our conventional canon—but they are always sincere. The cold Now Englander saw nothing wrong in one or two diroct' and extravagant compliments, that would have insured his visitor's early dismissal if tendered in the clipped me­

tallic phrases of the commonwealth he rep-' resented. So that in a few moments the black, curly head of the little artist and the white, flowing locks of the senator were close together bending over the rack that contained the engravings. It was then that Carmen, listening to a graphic descripfcj»D the early rise of art in the Netherlands, forgot herself and pat her shawl around her head, holding its folds in her little brown hand. In this situation they were, at different times during the next two hours, interrupted by five congressmen, three senators, a cabinet officer and a judge of the supreme bench—each of whom was quickly but courteously dismissed. Popular septiment, however, broke out in the hall. "Well, I'm blanked, but this gets me.- (Tho speaker was a territorial delegate.) "At this time o' life, too, lookin' over pictures with a gal young enough to be his grandchild." (This from a venerable official, since suspected of various erotio irregularities.) "She don't handsome any." (The honorable member from Dakota.) "This accounts for his protracted silence during the sessions." (A serious colleague from the senator's own state.) "Oh, blank it all!" (Omnes.)

Four went home to tell their wives. There are few things more touching in the matrimonial compact than the superb frankness with which each confides to each tho various irregularities of their friends. It is upon these sacred confidences that tho firm foundations of marriage rest unshaken.

Of course tho objects of this comment, at least one of them, were quito oblivious. "I trust," said Carmen, timidly, when they had for the fourth time regarded in rapt admiration an abominable something by some Dutch woodchopper, "I trust I am not keeping you from j'our great friends"—her pretty eyelids were cast down in tremulous distress—"I should never forgive myself. Perhaps it is important business of the state?" "Oh, dear, no! They will come again—it's their business."

The senator meant it kindly. It was as near the perilous edge of a compliment as your average cultivated Boston man ever ventures, and Carmen picked it up, femininely, by its sentimental end. "And I suppose I shall not trouble you again?" "I shall always be proud to place the portfolio at your disposal. Command me at any time," said the senator, with dignity. "You are kind. You are good," said Carmen, "and I—I am but—look you—only a poor girl from California, that you know not." "Pardon me, I know your country well." And indeed he could have told her the exact number of bushels of wheat to the acre in her own county of Monterey, its voting population, its political bias. Yet of the more important product before him, after the manner of book-read men, he knew nothing.

Carmen was astonished, but respectful. It transpired presently that she was not aware of the rapid growth of the silkworm in her own district, knew nothing of the Chinese question, and very little of the American mining laws. Upon these questions the senator enlightened her fully. "Your name is historic, by the way," he said pleasantly. "There was a Knight of Alcantara, a 'do Haro,' one of the emigrants with La Casas."

Carmen nodded her head quickly. "Yes my great-great-g-r-e-a-t grandfather!" The senator stared. "Oh, yes. I am the niece of Victor Castro, who married my father's sister." "The Victor Castro of the 'Blue Mass1 mine?" asked tho senator abruptly. "Yes," she said quietly.

Had the senator been of the Gasliwiler type he would have expressed himself, after the average masculine fashion, by a long-drawn whistle. But his only perceptible appreciation of a sudden astonishment and sucpicion in his mind was a lowering of the social thermometer of the room so decided that poor Carmen looked up innocently, chilled and drew her shawl closer around her shoulders. "I have something more to ask," said Carmen, hanging her head—"it is a great, oh, a very great favor."

The senator had retreated behind his bastion of books again, and was visibly preparing for an assault. He saw it all now. He had been, in some vague way, deluded. He had given confidential audience to the niece of one of the Great Claimants before congress. The inevitable ax had come to the grindstone. What might not this woman dare ask of him? He was the more implacable that he felt he had already been prepossessed—and honestly prepossessed—in her favor. He was angry with her for having pleased him. Under the icy polish of his manner there were certain Puri tan callosities caused by early straight lacing. He was not yet quite free from his ancestor's cheerful ethics that Nature, as represented by an Impulse. was as much to be restrained as Order represented by a Quaker.

Without apparently noticing his manner, Carmen went on, with a certain potential freedom of stylo, gosturoand manner scarcely to be indicated in her mera wwrf*

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'To hear you, of yourself, speak." know, then, lam of Spanish blood, and that, what was my adopted country, our motto was 'God and Liberty.' It was of you, sir—the great Emancipator—the apostle of 'that Liberty—the friend of the down-trodden and oppressed—that I, as a child, first knew. In tho histories of this great country I have read of you, I have learned your orations. I have longed to hear you in your own pulpit deliver the creed of my ancestors. To hear you, of yourself, speak, ah! Madre de Dios!

what shall I say—speak the oration eloquent —to make the—what you call—the debate, that is what I have for so long hoped. Ehl Pardon—you are thinking me foolish—wild, eh? —a small child —eh?"

Becoming more and more dialectical as she went on, she said suddenly, "I have you of myself offended. You are mad of me as a bold, bad child? It is sof

The senator, as visibly becoming limp and weak again behind his entrenchments, managed to say, "Oh, no!" then "really!" and finally, "Th-a-nks!" "I am here but for a day. I return to California in a day, as it were to-morrow. I shall never, never hear you speak in your place in the Capitol of this great country?"

The senator said hastily that he feared—bi in fact was convinced—that his duty during this session was required more at his desk, in the committee work, than in speaking, eta, etc. "Ah," said Carmen sadly, "it is true, then, all this that I have heard. It is true that what they have told me—that you have given up the great party—that your voice is not longer heard in the old—what you call this— eh—the old issues?" "If any one has told you that, Miss De Haro," responded the senator sharply, "he has spoken foolishly. You have been misinformed. May I ask who "Ah!" said Carmen, "I know not! It is in the air! I am a stranger. Perhaps I am deceived. But it is of all. I say to them, When shall I hear him speak? I go d#y after day to the Capitol, I watch him—the preat emancipator—but it is of business, eh?—it is th« claim of that one, it is the tax, eh? it is the impost, it is the postoffice, but it is the great speech of human rights—never, never. I say, 'How arrives all this?' And some say, and shake their heads, 'Never again he speaks.' He is what you call 'played—yes, it is so, eh? —played out.' I know it not—it is a word from Bos-ton, perhaps? They say he has— eh, I speak not the English well—the party he has shaken* 'shook'—yes—he has the party 'shaken,' eh? It is right—it is the language of Bos-ton, eh?" "Permit me to say, Miss De Haro," returned the senator, rising with some asperity,

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you seem' to have been unfortunate in your selection of acquaintances, and still more so in your ideas of the derivations of the English tongue. The—er—the—er—expressions you have quoted are not common to Boston, but emanate, I believe, from the west."

Carmen De Haro contritely buried everything but her black eyes in her shawl "No one," he continued, more gently, sitting down-again, "has the right to forecast from my past whqt I intend to do in the future, or designate the means I may choose to serve the principles I hold or the party I represent. Those are my functions. At the same time should occasion or opportunity— for we are within a day or two of the plose Df the session "Yes," interrupted Carmen sadly, "I see— it will be some business, some claim, something for somebody—ah! Madre de Dios— you will not speak, and I "When do you think of returning?" asked the senator, with grave politeness "when are we to lose y*t" "I shall stay to the last—to the end of the session," said Carmen. "And noio I shall go." She got up and pulled her shawl viciously over her shoulders, with a pretty pettishness, perhaps the most feminine thing 3he had done that evening. Possibly, the most genuine.

The senator smiled affably: "You do not deserve to be disappointed in either case but tt is later than you imagine let me help you on the shorter distance in my carriage it is at the door."

He accompanied her gravely to the carriage. As it rolled away she buried her little figure in its ample cushions and chuckled to herself, albeit a little hysterically. When she had reached her destination she found herself crying, and hastily, and somewhat angrily, dried her eyes as she drew up at the door of her lodgings. "Howhave you prospered?" asked Mr. Harlowe, of counsel for Royal Thatcher, as he gallantly assisted her from the carriage. "I have been waiting here for two hours your interview must have been prolonged—that was a good sign." "Don't ask me now," said Carmen, a little savagely. "I'm worn out and tired."

THE GAZETTE: TERRE HAUTE, INDIANA, THURSDAY, DECEMBER 2,1886.

Carmen's brown cheek flushed slightly. "He should have been here before. Where Is he? What was he doing?" "He was snowed up on the plains. He Is coming as fast as steam can carry him but he may be too late."

Carmen did not reply! Tho lawyer lingered. "How did you find cne great New England senator?" he asked, with a slight professional levity.

Carmen wa3 tired, Carmen was worried, Carmen was a little self-reproachful, and she kindled easily. Consequently she said, icily: "I found hbn a gentleman

[To be Continued.]

BADLY HURT.

Billy Schafe/ injured in Getting off of a Train. From Monday's dally.

Yesterday afternoon William Sehafer, a trimmer in the employ of the electric light company, was badly hurt while jumping from a moving, passenger train at the Sixth-and-a-half street crossing. Schafer had been at the depot to witness the arrival of the Great American Opera Company, which came through here about three o'clock, and had boarded the train to ride around to the central station, The train pulled ont pretty fast, and when he attempted to get off he was thrown from his feet and struck on a pile of boards, cntting himself badly about the bead and face and knocking him senseles. He was picked up by Mike Fagan, a fellow workman, and carried into the station where his wounds were temporarily dressed. Although his infuries are very painful they are not considered dangerous and it is thought he will be able to be out in a few days.

FLMMLli

Visit of Judge Mack and Prosecii 3 tor Henry to the Keform

School^

They Are Delighted With Supt ,• Charlton's Management of 7 the Institution..

How the Boys are Instructed. Their Love for the Chaplain.-,-^ Notes.

Judge and Mrs. Mack and Prosecutor Henry spent Thanksgiving at the Reform school. The Judge and Mr. Henry were looking after the 30 boys they have sent to the school. Tbey were well pleased with their visit. The following has been furnished the GAZETTE by Judgd Mack:

There are now 496 briys in the institution. There are three or four reoeived and about as many sent home on ticketsoMeave each week. The boys are divided into families, there being twelve family houses, something like the cot-\ tages at our Orphan's Home. Each family is under charge of a careful teacher and manager who stays with the boys most of the time. The lower floor is for school room, wash room, etc, and the upper part for dormitory where each boy has his own bed. All are heated by furnaces.

The boys get up early and are at school by a quarter before 7. They remain till 11 then they have till halfpast one to eat dinner and play, when they return to school and stay till four. They are carefully taught in elementary branches and all learn to sing.

There are in all 34 brick buildings on the farm. In the summer the boys work in the garden, comprising 40 or 50 acres, make brick, do all kinds of mechanical work, all the cooking, waiting, dish washing, clothes washing, in short they work half the day at something.

This institution is managed by Mr. Charlton in a manner that no one thinks of investigating. I asked him if the committee investigated his institution. He said he urged them to, but they had not yet been around He said, "I try to manage as if the eye of an investigating committee was on me night and day, and therefore I am enabled to sleep soundly." He says tho strictest "civil service" rules are observed, merit only, gets or holds a place and no politics are allowed to enter or influence.

We visited many of the school rooms and were highly entertained by their recitations and singing. At one school some one asked if they attended Sunday school and the answer was "Yes, and we have our lesson now for next Sunday," and on being questioned they answered in a manner that would shame most of our Sunday school classes.

Mr. John Blake, of Indianapolis, is the chaplain, and puts in all his broad culture, his bright intellect, his sparkling wit and great, big, tender Christian heart in his work. No man in the world is so nearly idolized by 500 boys as is John Blake. When he comes they run to meet him like hungry sheep to the shepherd. They follow him in crowds

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while there and with saddened faces bid him good bye. "What makes the lamb love Mary soy

The eager children cry. Oh! Mary loves the lamb you know The teacher did reply." ^, 4

That is the secret of the affection of the boys for Blake. He loves them, instructs, amuses and earnestly prays fjr them.

At half past eleven tfie boys," who were ALL NEATLY DRESSED IN BLUE JEANS clothing, were formed in line and marched to the music of a military band to the chapel. Here a lesson was read from the Bible. Several hymns were sung with a vim and vigor I never heard equalled. All join in fche Lord's prayer. It was a beautiful sight to see 500 boys all neatly dressed, hair cut rather short, reverently bow their heads, put the left hand to the brow, shading the eyes, and each in a distinct and andible tone repeat the prayer. ,•

The boys were in fine humor. They knew there were 84 turkeys roasting not far away and a long "menu" between the turkey and the dessert of mince and pumpkin pies, and they were ready for a laugh when occasion offered. Many hits were made in the short speeches and they were each caught by the boys, and a response came with a deafening force that would have drowned to silence any four oratorios in Christendom.

The five minutes' speech of Mr. Henry was a masterpiece of wit and humor, evoking rounds and rounds of laughter and applause.

After the chapel exercises were over, the boys were marched in line to the great dining hall. A sufficient number were detailed as waiters and they did their work with a rapidity aDd ease that would make the average hotel boarder shout for joy.

Each boy has his seat. The tables were well loaded and all being seated, at the tap of a bell each bowed his head and with hand to forehead repeated the doxology, "Praise God from whom all blessings," etc. Then in a distinct tone all joined in a short blessing.

There bemg a number of visitors present, before eating the boys were put through a short manual of table etiquette with' the spoon, knife and fork, which is done about once a week and runs in this way:

First, he asked them in which hand they held the spoon. All answered "the right." "Show how you bold it." Each held the spoon properly. "How are you to eat soup out of a spoon, put the end in your mouth or sip ont of the bowl of the spoon?" All answer. "No, hold spoon to th« mouth and sip from side near the end." "Correct"

"Like we hold a spoon." Showing how. "How do you hold it when you cut your ment?" Each showed himself to be holding it nicely in left hand. "Now take your knife and fork and cut up the piece of cheese on your plate." Each did do." When you are done cutting your food what do you do. "Lay down knife beside plate, take fork in right hand, hold like a spoon and eat with it never put food to our mouth with a knife." 'iShow us how you eat apiece of cheese." 500 forks went into as many pieces of cheese and instantly 500 pieces of oheese disappeared. Dinner then commenced in earnest.

It is claimed a very large percentage of boys from here lead honest lives. The training for all is as good as it seems possible. An observer looking at these boys remarked that very many faces would have to be moulded before the boys oould lead commendable lives. But what is in a face after all? -I picked out three or four of the best faces I saw, handsome features, intelligent expression, open, kindly, countanences where like Hamlet, the Gods did seem to set their seals to give assurance of manhood. Yet on inquiring I found they were the worst criminals in the school.

Byron said: _• ~«f' \t ,s "fj "In the crowd your Ihief looks Exactly like the rest, or rather better

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'Tia only at the bar and in the dungeon, fi That wise men know your felon by his features."

I have been a close observer of the faces of felons for a third of a century, and my conclusion is that there is little in the face to indicate honesty or dishonesty.

It may be asked how are the boys governed? The answer would be, the effort is to control by kind treatment, confidence and love, but this will not always do it. For many trivial offences, they are not allowed to talk for oertain hours or days except for necessaries to the teacher. All are set back their card numbers for misconduct. Then the strap is resorted to. It is of rolled leather about a yard long and the size of a small lead pencil. Say a boy is guilty of fighting. Tho officer in charge of the family finds it necessary to whip him and he fills out a blank to read as follows: "T. J. Charlton, Superintendent: I desire instruction whether or not to punish George Washington,Wo. 2,000,for the offence of fighting. My judgment is he should receive 7 strokes,

Very Respectfully JAMES ROGERS."

Then follows the Superintendent's answer: r«\ "You are permitted to punish No. 2,000 with the strap seven strokes, but not until you have called him up and kindly shown him the gravity of his offence and that you are discharging what is your painful duty,

T. J. CHARLTON, Supt."

At the back of the permit are the rules for whipping as follows: CAUTIONS TO OFFICERS. 1. Never UBe a strap unless one snpplied by the Superintendent. 2. -Punish below waistband and without anger. 3. All punishments mast be inflicted in the family. 4. No punishment must be inflicted before a permit is granted and none mast ever exceed the limit of the permit 5. Every boy has the right to appeal to tne Superintendent. In every case he must be allowed to see the Superintendent before being punished if he so desires. 0. No punishment must be postponed tinless by special permission of the Superintendent.

No other corporal punishment is allowed except the one contemplated in thiB permit The string is doubled, held at the loOp end, and the loose ends make two strokes each lick.

Yigo has thirty boys there now. They came in procession to call on us and the following is the list and the number of their behavior badges. The lowest number is the best. A boy who is down to 1 if he gets good marks this month, gets home next. They start in with numbers from 15 to 20 and then go up or down as their conduct warrants. The number on the card means the number of months they have to stay. They get a credit of 1 for each good month and for extra sometimes 2 or 3, and for bad conduct get set back greatly sometimes. Willie Patrick Badge.... 18 Frank Kelley 29 Willie Helms 6 James F. Bordin 14 David G. Basford 5 Sylvester Long (the first bojLl sent)

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Henry Cruse 41 John Farmer 15 Pat Hines 2 George Booker 14 Wilhe A. Smith 70 Frank Stoner 8 Willie Vansell 6 Willie E. Hill "......11 Chas. Gage 55 George Robinson 1 Herman Gordon 1 35 17

Albert Mitchell.... Henry 'l'ombocken Willie EuJlwiler... Joseph Erniis Willie Lenviile Joseph Roth Henry A. Hurst.., Thomas Clark John Burroughs 32 Willie Nady 18 Charley Willis 12 Gordon Woods 18 Charles Dicks 15 1 have great faith in ihis institution not only by protecting tne community from bad boys but in greatly lessening the number of criminals in tne state.

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I have been appneu to often of late by parents to send ubys there, wno think it a kind of boarding school, it is a school in one sen&e, but in fact a boy penitentiary and no one suouid think of disgracing a boy by sending lum triere unless he is fit subject for lniurisoumeut.

M.

SHERIFF WEEKS last week petitioned the county commissioners for the appointment of a turnkey and a fireman at the county jail at the expense of the county. The board refused the petition on the ground that the sheriff should pay the officials named.

Now the fork. How do you hold it washing and blowing away, losing some to eat with? two feet every year.

It is said that Cape Cod is badly

NOBLE NASTINESS,.

A Lady Witness Applauded in the Campbell Divorce Trial. "--CS?

LONDON, NOV. 27.—LA the action for divorce brought by Lady Campbell against Lord Colin Campbell, the plaintiff's counsel closed her side of the case today. Lady Miles was cross examined. She said she was not aware that a cabman bearing a letter from the Duke of Marlborough once entered Lady Campbell's bed room. A cabman might, witness thought, have handed Lady Campbell a letter in-doors, instead of through a servant, and might have received from her a reply direct, because under the circumstances in which Bhe was placed Jbady Campbell might* have suspected her servants, especially her husband's nurse, and feared to entrust them with any correspondence.

At this point certain letters written by witness to the defendant were produced and she was asked if they were hers. She said they were, and added that when she wrote them she thought she was writing to a man of honor' and not to such a person as Lord Colin Campbell had turned out to be, [sensation and that she still thought a woman's letters should be considered sacred. [Applause.] Mrs. Duffy, Lord Campbell's nurse, Lady Miles continued, invented the story that Lady Campbell had miscarried. The invention was made to conceal the real nature of Lady Campbell's affliction. Lord Colin Campbell had told witness he was endeavoring to obtain all the information be possibly oould against his wife in order to sue her for divorce and had subsequently told witness that he bad failed to obtain any.

Mr. Russell, plaintiff's counsel, corrected his opening statement by adding to it that Lady Campbell when she married the defendant brought him a fortune of $30,000. Mr. Russell then gave notice that the plaintiff's case was closed.

Mr. Robert Bannatyne, Finlay, Q. C., opened the case for the defense. He said it afforded relief to Lord Colin Campbell to have an opportunity to defend himself in open court from the gross and cruel imputations which has been put upon him and from the charge of adultery which bad been trumped up. The malady from whioh the defendant suffered was not venereal, although the result of youthful indescretion. Lady Campbell's mother had been told the nature of the defendant's ailment before the marriage, but shanevertheless urged on the union, saying her daughter was willing to merely act as nurse to her husband and even wrote to the Duke of* Argylle to press upon him a fulfillment of the engagement. The marriage was authorized by a physician.

HE SUICIDED.

John Reed, the Crippled Newsman, Takes Strychnia Last Night.

jsfrom Saturday's Daily.

John Reed, the crippled newsman who sold papers on the streets on Saturdays in his little cart, committed suicide last night about seven o'clock at his home on north Second street by taking strychnia. He came home a short time before that time and crawling into the room where his mother and others were told them he was going to commit suiciflte. They paid no attention to the threat. He asked his mother for the key to a box and from that he took out a piece of paper in which, according to Mrs. Reed, there was some white stuff like flour. He told them again he Was going to take strychnia. They laughed at him and told him it was only flour. With that he gulped down the contents of the piece of paper. He was soon iu the fearful spasms known to strychnia and in about half an hour was dead. Dr. Bartmess was called in. but he could tender no assistance. Mrs. Reed said they tried to prevail on him to take some supper when he came home, but he would not. She is not certain but he may have drank a cup of coffee. Reed was 38 years old and was born a cripple. He was unmarried. His mother said he frequently threatened to take his life. No other cause is assigned for it except that he has been in bad health and has been growing more feeble every day. He was a brother of Dan Reed. He bought the strychnia at Geo. Reiss' drug store several weeks ago, saying he wanted to use it on rats. His mother is very old. John Reed tried to commit suicide several years ago, when he swallowed some "Rough on Rats," but it was pumped out of him in time by Dr. DePuy. Dr. Haworth, the coroner, held an inqueBt, finding out the above to be substantially the facts in the case.

OBSCENE PICTURES.

A Rockville Girl and a Photagrapher Engage in a Sensation.

From Mondoy'eDaily

A sensation was created at Rockville last Saturday by the arrest and placing under bonds of T. O. Peacock, a photographer, for taking obscene pictures. The subject is a pretty little brunette of sixteen and of a good family. The young lady tells a strange story of the affair. She called for some work she had had done, and while waiting wr.s offered some choice cake, which she accepted. 'She remembers nothing further. But the picture portrays her in an attitude not easily retained by one drugged, and the fact that she kept two of the pictures, upon which her father and the prosecuting witnesses base the case, furnishes the material for an interesting anu peculiar case.