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"What arc you doing up there?" "I? Nothing! Only hanging up pears thai Jhave fallen, down.—Fliegende Blaetter.

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Oen. Grant and the Intorvlower. Gen. Grant had a strong aversion to being interviewed, in the newspaper sense of the word. An incident occurred in Syracuse «during the presidential campaign of 1880 which first revealed to the writer the genial ujide of Grant's nature. The ex-president and •Senator Conkling were just bringing to a -close their famous series of campaign meetings for Garfield and Arthur. A correspondent who had accompanied them on their tour through this state ventured to ask Mr. Conkling in Gen. Grant's presence for his opinion as to Garfield's chances of carrying

New York. "With aggravating sarcasm Mr. Conkling begged to be excused from "making guesses for the delectation of the general public." Gen. Grant looked at Mr. Conkling •steadily for a few seconds and then remarked to the correspondent in a half apologetic tone, The senator does not seem to have his guessing cap on this morning. I, however, do not object to hazarding a guess or two on the result of this campaign. I guess that this state will go for Garfield and Arthur by a good handsome majority. And (with mischievous side glance at Conkling) you may also say that I guess that Senator Conkling guesses so to."—New York Times.

Chicago Wants an Army.

Sixty-six citizens of Chicago want a standing army at its gates. Chicago always had a way of its own, but this seems a queer wrinkle even for the big city by the lake.

A number qt rich Chicago men last summer, bought Highland park. It is about one squaro mile of land^ |§ISJ lying on Lake Mich-f f»l a n, tvreixty-&v6W&fLAUjjMl iniles north of Chi-1" cago. It was bought by the Commercial club. Among its purchasers one finds the name of the new1 Illinois senator, Hon. C. B. FarwelL

Soon after the*j^ fvark was bought, aresolution was introduced into the HIGHLAND PARK. «enatc, by Mr. Logan, authorizing the secretary of war to accept as a gift a deed of Highland park to the United States government. Seeing that the United States has a good deal of land tying about loose already, this seemed a queer gift.

But t'uc final clause of the resolution read thus, "lor military purposes." The land was to 1)0 donated .to the government on condition that a military garrison be maintained there. Chicago's rich men, feeling uneasy in their minds, want United States troops permanently stationed within call. They are afraid of tho Anarchists. They want twelve regiments. The resolution passed the senate, aud was sent to the house.

The yacstJon ot vhenp Living. The question of how cheap a farailv caa live and how cheap a workman might live, and how cheap a preacher should live, etc., has been debated in public and discussed in private on divers and numerous occasions, but has it ever occurred to you, reader, how cheaply a student who is hewing his own way through college by his own unaided exertions must live? I was sitting in a suburban depot waiting for the train which was to take me back to Chicago, ono day last week, when I was accosted by a young man whom I recognized as a student in attendance on a prominent school not far away.

Ho is studying for the ministry, and Ireely informed me that he had been out delivering subscription books, and that this was his way of earning a college education. "I occasionally miss a term," he remarked, cheerily, "but manage, after all, to get along comfortably." "How much does it cost your poorest students to live?" I inquired. "If they board themselves, as I and many do," he replied, "about a dollar a week pays the expenses. But," he added, "some live on less than that, and I know of a frend of mine in the same school, an earnest biblical student, who told me himself only recently that he lives on thirty eights pisr week!" The statement made me gasp for breath, for I well remembered how hard it used to be for a certain student to worry his way through on seventy cents a week. Yet cases of this kind are common enough aH about us.—Cor. Chicago Journal.

He Looked the Part Well. Young Man (to western young lady)—Yaas, I'm a member of the Hare and Hounds club, y'know. At last meet I was one of the hares.

Western Young Lady—What do you mean by hare, Mr. Sissy? Young Man—They are called rabbits in this country, I believe.

Western young Lady—Oh, yes, those sweet little animals with such long tears. How nice!—Harper's Bazar.

They Couldn't Help It.

Alexander conquered worlds, Napoleon made great nations tremble at his approach, but neither of these illustrious men could eat asparagus without spilling some of the melted butter upon their shirt fronts.

A STRANGER IN GOTHAM,

A Strange Distribution In a Drygoods Store—Politeness In Two Cities. [Special Cosrespondenco.] ,4

NEW YOKE, Jan. 2' —I was in: one of the large Sixth avenue drygooda stores the other evening, and hearing that a rather curious ceremony was to take place, I managed to be present It seems that thero is a "found" desk, where all articles found on tho premises by tbe employes must be taken. There tfbey are kept to await the owner's calL Strange to say, there area great many umbrellas and overshoes included in the collection, and it puzzled me to imagine how overshoes could bo lost unless they were worn on the hands. Well, these articles had accumulated beyond the capacity of the "found" desk, and as a moans of getting rid of them they were to be distributed to the little cash girls. About fifty of these red-apronod Mercuries took places on a line for the first distribution—umbrella*. One little red-nosed and red-haired girl received a satin parasol of black and orange stripes. I could see her, dressed in a green frock, a blue hat, a yellow neckerchief and other things, sporting her gorgeous parasol ou Sundaj mornings in summer. Another parasol had a strip of dirty lace still attached to it, while still another preserved a goodly specimen of pale blue satin. Of course, fate willed that the smallest girl got the biggest umbrellar-a great green affair, with a stick like a stair post. The umbrellas being disposed of, another squad was formed to receive overshoes. As these protectors from raiu and snow had not been sorted very carefully, the children were not thrice blessed in receiving. It certainly seemed a mockery of the fitness ot things for a No. 2 child to be presented with a No. 7 pair of rubbers.

I went over to Brooklyn yesterday and paid a visit to Greenwood cemetery. While Brooklyn seems to be much more old fogyish than New York, there are nevertheless some comparisons which might be instituted with infinite discredit to the metropolis. For instance, in the car coming down to the bridge from Greenwood I sat next to a fine looking man, who, as far as one can judge by appearances, was certainly a gentleman. A couple of girls boarded the car which was already crowded. My neighbor and I rose simultaneously and offered our seats, which were pofitely accepted. We crossed the bridge together and boarded a Third avenue elevated train for up town, being fortunate enough to secure seats. At the second station at which the train stopped, a bevy of females entered the car and proceeded to hold on by the straps. I arose and one of the party took the seat vacated by me without even acknowledging the courtesy by a hod. I had, of course, expected that my companion would do as he had done in Brooklyn. But he did nothing of the kind. And considering the nonchalance with which my sacrifice had been accepted, I felt, while swaying from side to side in the effort to maintain a perpendicular position, that I could not blainG him much either. I could not, however, help drawing the inference that New York air or manners is conducive of selfishness aud impoliteness, while tho contrary is the case in Brooklyn.

The thirteen superstition is revived by the part that number has played in the history of Boodle Alderman McQuade, who last week was finally bundled off to Sing Sing. Some of the papers here are saying quite a little about it. Thirteen is a more unlucky number for McQuade than has yet been discovered. He lived on Thirteenth street. The number was 313. It took 13 men to convict him—the jury and judge. His lawyers chose 13 exceptions for arguments and Judge Pratt took 13 days to consider the motion for a stay. He denied it on the 13th day of the month. McQuade was proposed for membership in the Thirteen club, but failed to pay his initiation boodle.

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WALTER WIBEBLY.

Mrs. Cleveland's New Pet.

Baron do Itajuba, the Brazilian minister, has given a marmoset to Mrs. Cleveland.

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The marmoset belongs to the South American monkey fi.mily. It is found chiefly in Guiana and Brazil. It is the most docile and petable of all tho monkey family. But it is not very plentiful, owing to its strictly monogamio habits. Monkey husband and monkey wife pair off and han& together so faithfully that if they were human beings the divorce courts would bo bankrupted.

The marmoset has a coat of long, very soft fur. It is white and reddish yellovV, striped with black. Its tail is block and white ringed, The creature has a long tuft of light hair just behind each cheek, which makes it look something like an old man. It makes a shrill, barking cry, from which it is sometimes called Ouistiti. It lives on a mixed diet, but is especially fond of cockroaches.

A Case of Short Hani.

A seedy looking man got aboard a Chicago and Northwestern train at Racine the other day. The train was about two miles out of Racine when the conductor came up and asked him for his ticket "Ain't got any, but I'm a railroad man myself." "Where do you want to go to?" "Chicago." "Well," said the good natured conductor, reaching for the bell rope, "I'll do the best I can for you." "Thanks, thanks. We railroad men should fetand together." "Yes. We have a heavy train to-day, and this is a down grade along here. I think the train will run about 1,500 feet before it comes to a stop. HI carry you that far with pleasure."

A minute or two later the seedy looking man was jumping off into tho snow." "You're very kind," he said, "to carry me even this far. But seein's we're both railroad men, you know, couldn't you change your mind and take me further?" "Sorry I can't oblige you," replied the conductor, waving a "go ahead" signal to the engineer, "but the fact is, that we have to be very particular since congress has got to passing laws governing railroads. Under the law the most I can do for you is to give you a short haul. Good day."

And the train puffed on in the direction of \Siicago.—Chicago Herald.

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THE GAZETTE TERRE HAUTE, INDIANA THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 10.1887.

Aliat Cleveland's Home* -tj','.

It is pleasant to know that Miss Cleveland has made enough from her literary work to refit her cottage at Holland Patent throughout Holland Patent is a village near Utica, N. Y. Her father went thero as pastor when Rose Elizabeth was 7 years old. He died in a few weeks, leaving his wife with a great many dependent children. Rose is the youngest of nine. After her father's death some Presbyterian friends presented to the widow a cottage for a home for tho beroft family. This is the cottage in which Miss Cleveland now lives, though it has been made over and improved till it hardly knows itself.

HOME AT HOLLAND PATENT. 3^' The village of Holland Patent gets its name from tho ancient patent or grant of land made to Lbrd Holland by the British government. Thero are no more than 500 people in the town. But it is a pleasant place to live if one is tired of the clash and turmoil of life, and there Miss Cleveland lives, meditates and writes.

Rose Elizabeth has some of the quaint old furnituro that belonged to her mother. In the dining room is an old fashioned mahogany sideboard. There are wide, open fireplaces. Across, beneath the tall mantelpiece in the library, are inscribed the words, "O, ye fire and heat, bless ye the Lord."

Miss Cleveland is profoundly religious, saying grace before each meal.

A Tale of Socrates.

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Alcibiades, having cut off his dog's tail, met Socrates in his market place, and was rebuked for his folly. "Jell me, O Alcibiades, why in the name of Jupiter didst thou chop off thy dog's tail?" "Because it was too long, Socrates. Is not that reason enough?" "The reason thou givest is no reason, fool. For if thou sayest truly, there is as much argument for cutting off the end of thy nose. Answer me again, Alcibiades, why didst thou chop off thy dog's tail?"

Again I say, O Socrates, the tail of tho dog was too long. And now that thou hastchided me with words that stiug like the fangs of scorpions, let mo prove to thee, by the logic of tho sacred academy, that thou art the greater fool." "Make good thy boast, Alcibiades, or* leave mo in peace." "Hear me then, O Socrates. Thou art the greater fool because thou hast not cut off thine own tales. By Jupiter, they are much too long."—Tid Bits.

A Glimpse Into the Future. He—I saw a lady at the theatre last night with her bonnet on.

She—You don't mean itl What could she have been thinking of How everybody must havo stared at her!

He—Yes she was the cynosure of all eyes. She was on the stage, you know, and her part called for a bonnet.

She—Oh, you great tease! How you frightened me! I didn't know but that that odious custom of wearing one's bonnet at the theatre w»i coming in fashion again.—Boston Transcript.

Why Were the fitnesses Not Produced? In a will case before a court and a rustic jury, Jere Elack appeared as counsel for the youngest of threo sisters, and sought to break the will on tho ground that the two elder sisters had, with the assistance of his learned brother, the counsel on the other side, cajoled and coerced the dead father dining his dying hours into signing a will giving them all his property and leaving the youngest daughter out in the cold. Black, who was young then, made a great speech to the jury, in which "King Lear" very naturally appeared. "Goneril was at that bedside, gentlemen of the jury," he exclaimed. "Regan was there. But where was Cordelia?"

The jury remained out for some time. At last they came in, but the foreman reported that they coxild not agree. All of them except ono man were in favor of the youngest sister, but the one man was not satisfied and could not be satisfied about what he thought a flaw in the evidence. "What is it?" asked the court of the obstinate juror. "Why, your honor," said the fellow, "if Mr. Goneril and Mr. Regan were present, as that lawyer said, why didn't he put thom in the witness box ?"—Philadelphia Record.

A Hopeless Case.

In a certain city in Connecticut there lived a very small boy with a liberal share of small "original sins." It is charged that one day he was playing in front of the house and overheard some street gamin using slang expressions profusely. "Mamma, mamma, what's a gone suckor?" Now, mamma did not in the least know, but as her son had been disobeying her that morning she took tho advantago of the opportunity to point a good moral "A gone sucker, my son? Why, it means a naughty little boy who doesn't mind his mother." That night, as Johnnie was saying his prayers, the full measure of his sin seemed to occur to him with awful significance, and stopping short the usual petition he cried out in the abandonment of his. remorse. "O Lord. I'm a gone sucker!"—Harper's Monthly.

My All raenim.

Bing out wild bells, the chestnut crew, The feeble quip, the ancient pun. The jokes well known to ev'ry one.

Bing out the old!

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in the new. —Rambler.

THE SKEIN WE WIND.

If you and I to-day should stop, and lay Our lifework down, and let our hands faU where •.'theywill,

Fall down to lie quite still

And if some otter hand should come and stoop to find The threads we carried so that It could wind, •f Beginning where we stopped if it should come to keep ,, Our life work going, seek ',i 5 f,

To carry on the good design .... Distinctively made yours or mine, »"c What would It find?

If Love should come,

Stooping above, when we are dono, To find bright threads That we havo held, that it may spin them longer, find but sbreds

That break when touched, how cold, Bad, shivering, portionless, the hands will hold The broken strands, and know

Fresh cause for woe.

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—George KliGgle.

Tid Bits from the South Seal The steward laid a large roll on the table, and, unwinding an inch or two of curious looking leaves, revealed a dark brown substance resembling cream cheese in consistency. He cut off a piece with his knife and ate it with great relish, while everybody else held his nose and protested, except a reporter, who drew near the offensive condiment to investigate. "What is it, anyhow he asked "That is the famous maidrai of the South Sea islands," replied Steward Mather, and is too palatablo by far for any one to mind a little thing, like its smell. It was sent to me by Dr. Rosen, who lives on one of the islands. People generally think that the South Sea islanders are cannibals, but it isn't so. They quit that long ago. Fruit is their food staple now, and this maidrai is their favorite edible." "Itis, eh?" said Gus Williams,1 pl'esident of the club. "Well, then, they'd better go back to cannibaling again about as soon as they ean.'' "That's all right," said the steward, "but wait till you hear how this is made. This is simply a lot of bananas, yams and a fruit they call the taro, all pounded together until they become a thick and rich looking paste. The paste is wrapped up tightly in layers of dried leaves of the banana tree in rolls like this, and buried in pits on the seashore dug between high .and low tidewater mark. It is left thero in sweet repose, with the salt water filtering into the pits upon it as the tide rises over them, for one year, by which time it has reached the delightful state of maturity that you may have observed in this specimen. After being dug up the packages are steamed for an hour or so, and are then ready for use. Who will have another piece S1"

The reporter's curiosity was such that he took a mouthful of the paste. It was sweet and nicely flavored, without the slightest suspicion of its odious smell in the taste of it. No one else would try it, and the steward told the reporter he could have the rest of the roll to take home with him, an offer which was declined with thanks.—New York Sun.

A Chance for Inventors.

It has been estimated that the present mode of branding cattle in the western country damages their hides to the extent •of about $12,000,000 annually, which is a tolerably large sum for the cattle raisers and the meat consuming public to pay every year, to maintain a practice which is cruel, improvident and unnecessary.

There must of course be some distinguishing mark placed upon range cattle, in order to know who they belong to, and I it must be one which will endure weather and wear, and which cannot easily be al-1 tered or obliterated by dishonest men.! But there must be a better way to accomplish this end than burning enormous I brands upon the most valuable portions of the hide, and ihultiplying them with every change of ownership.

An intelligent writer in The New York Live Stock Journal discusses this matter at length and suggests some alternatives which are probably tho best and only ones at present known, yet none of them arc practical. Among them are the use of acids or stains, coloring the horns or cutting them at different lengths, brands on the hoof or horn, ear marks, the use of tags, etc. But all of these lack the elements of sufficient variety, permanence and security Yankee ingenuity should surely find something better.

If some device or plan could be hit upon to take the place of the branding iron, it would doubtless be universally adopted through the west and secure a fortune to the inventor. There are many men of genius and scicnce among our regular readers, and we commend the subject to their attention it is worthy of serious consideration.—New York Market Journal ... ..

A Name and a Story.

"I find these army names," said an old Indianian, "sticking to a good many men in public life, and wherever I find the name I find a story. Over in my old district is a man called Sandy., To the ordinary observer there is no reason in the world for the nickname and no appropriateness in it. But in one of the very earliest skirmishes of the war he was on picket duty and was directed to get as near the Confederate line as he could. lie crept up to within a few feet of the vedette post of Confederate pickets, and quietly digging a hole in the sand he burrowed there until nearly morning listening, to all that was said. When he came back to report he must have shaken two or three quarts of sand from his clothes and his shoes, and the boys gave him on the spot the name of Sandy. It stuck to him through his army career, and now that he is in public life he is still called Sandy."—Inter Ocean "Curbstone Crayons."

He Was Not grievous.

From a city in the Mexican state of Jalisco we have received the following request: "Editor Argonaut: Dear Sir—If you have not any inconvenient, I will request you send me one exemplar of your accredited newspaper. If his lecture is affability to me, I will tell you, and then you can send me a subscription. Please excuse me if I am grievous. Your most respectfully, The gentleman is not at all grievous. We« have forwarded a copy, and trust that the lecture of The Argonaut will prove affability to him.—San Francisco Argonaut

The Flour of Commerce.

The human system consists of fifteen elements, all of which are found in common wheat But the flour of commerce is depriveu in a large degree of twelve of these elements. An improvement In making flour is evidently needed. ..

DREAM POEM3.

Btat aiy poems in dreams bare been Sweeter Than the songs I have heard when awake. And the rhythmical flow of their meter

Than the faU of the leaf or the flako.

They were idyls not born or the senses And their beauty of form was sublime, And I verily do them offenses

As I tempt them to enter my rhyme.

They were beautiful songs of the fancies, And they floated away in a dream To the music whose sweetness entrances

As the murmur and flow of the stream. —Lee Fairchild in Chicago Inter-Ocean.

Gipsy Grandatns of the Camp. At nearly every tent mouth or in nearly every wagon front you will see one or more of the old spae-wives of the camp. These are the gipsy grandams. They are tall and strong, though wrinkled and grewsome. If away past fourscore years of age, they have their own teeth, are wonderful in their legs and in their faculties, and are living lessons of the healthfulness of out door life. They are not put aside as we do our own old folk. They are the seers, the prophetesses, the advisers, the strong, safe, reserve influence in all the important affairs of the race. Many and many I know well, though they are hard to know. But they will not disclose like the younger growth, and you have to battle your way bravely and with valiant persistency to reach their inner lives.

With their shrill, keen voices their coarse, gray hair which never becomes fairly white their flat, brown, ever open breasts, like rugged studies in bronze their quick, swinging and seemingly fierce gait, suggesting unchanging power their long, skinny arms and legs, half shown to the knee, and their eyes, undimmed to their dying day, though never knowing shade from the sun other than that of the tree or tent—they are the really witching part of the Rommany people and as you study them by the camp fires there, though you are impressed with the respect and even tenderness all yield them, you can for the first time rightly understand how "Lancashire Witches" came to be written, and bow true a type Scott's Meg Merrilies may have been. These old spae-wives never labor. They unceasingly putter. They poke the fires when they need no poking. They fuss with the cooking meals at all sorts of inopportune moments. They quarrel with the tinkers, who yelp back at them all sorts of respectful badinage. They beat the dogs unmercifully for no offense, for no human ever saw a gipsy dog commit an impropriety. They berate sons and grandsons for alleged unsatisfactory dickering, and garrulously insist that the world shall be made more and more the gipsy's prey.—Edgar L. Wakeman in Chicago News.

Dress Reform Seventy Tears Ago.

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My grandmother has been telling me something about how the present styles in women's under garments came into vogue. When she was a child, she said, no one wore any lower under clothes except stockings. After awhile there came a fashion for pantalettes, which consisted simply of a broad ruffle fastened by a tight band just below the knee. Children used to have two sets, white ones for best, and yellow nankeen or calico for every day wear. She said there was 'a reason for the fashion of pantalettes, as there is for every degree of fashion. People had begun to think it more sensible to put short dresses on children rather than long gowns reaching below their ankles, and, to make the custom modest, the extra coverings for the limbs was invonted. But the presence of a tight band about the leg was objectionable on account of its discomfort, and the remedy for this led to the next step in the evolution of the present lower under garment. To the outside of the broad ruffle was attached the base of a long, acute angle triangle of cloth. This triangle extended up the waist, where it was buttoned to the chemise. This relieved the pressure from the band, but, as the support was one-sided, it caused the ruffle to hang unevenly at times.

The only remedy for this seemed to be tho adoption of the present form, in which the whole of the lower portion of the body is covered. For a long time if anybody dared dream of such an innovation she dared not speak of it, and when at last the bounds were leaped by some courageous women, who donned the first drawers, there was a wonderful hue and cry, compared to which anything in the history of modern reform is as nothing. "Women wear garments like men!" "Women trying to get into trousers!" "Horror! Shame!" But the reform prevailed.—Chicago Herald.

A Dearth of Comic Writers. The rarest talent among writers is the comic, and yet nearly every man who writes in an amateur way thinks he is the coming humorous man. I have had considerable connection with the professionally funny papers of New York, and I find that they are overrun with gratuitous contributions which are about as funny as the bray of a donkey. It is hard to find anew humorous genius, and therefore you will see the same old names attached to the column of jokes and the pictures. Just now there is a dearth of such writers, and the publishers are after new men, because the old ones have begun to play out. A funny man does not last as long as the author of serious writings, and it is a genius that holds fresh for five years after having worked regularly and depended upon his humor for a livelihood. If you recall the names that figured prominent in the humorous papers five years ago you Will discover that they have disappeared almost entirely from observation. Perhaps they have become pob'ce reporters or are grinding out cheap wit on some insignificant newspapers.—J. A. Macon in Globe-Democrat.

School Hygiene tn Saxray. At Chemnitz, in Saxony, the school administration has set an example in hygiene that is well worthy of imitation everywhere, as it must evidently lead to an immense decrease in the sick lists of the schools. All the pupils are required to bring with them a pair of slippers or shoes, in which they shall remain during school hours. The wet shoes or boots, in which they arrive, have to be taken off, and, after being dried in a room specially set apart for that purpose, are returned to them on leaving at noon and in the afternoon.—San Francisco Chronicle.

-Hello!" exclaimed a meteor, who, moving in the upper circles of the air had met an obstruction. "What is this? Who are you?' "Don't you know me?" "Never met you before." "Oh, yes you did: several seasons ago. I'm the top of a fashionable lady's hat" —Pittsburg Dispatch. ,-

MARSHALL

^fsrnal Service Flags—Coal Talk—Notes. Tit AWBTTAT.T., 111., Feb. 5, '87—[GAZKRK special.]—Dr. J. £. Mitchell ot Terra Saute, was in our city Saturday.

A set of signal flags has been purchased by Milo Janes and are hoisted regularly every morning. Milo proPOSAS to let the people know what tha weather is going to be tomorrow.

Mrs. G. £. Clark is in Brazil, Ind., this week, visiting relatives there. Mrs. Burns Aroher spent a few days of this week in Danville visiting her daughter, Mrs. Gas MarkaL

Anew time oard went into effeot on the C. V. & O. line Monday. The mail trains pass here no*w, north-bound, 2:45 p. m. south-bound 11:00 a. m. express, north-bound, 10:30 p. m. south-bound, 12:10 a. m.. None of the trains stophere for meals.

Nearly two of the four years of Democratic rule have passed away and still there is no Democratic postmaster potcing in an appearance.

Newton Tibbs and wife spent Sunday in Martinsville. Ottimer Sohmachtenberger "moved his family to Ohioago, this week whera he has accepted a position,

H. G. Morris, of Casey, was in town one day this week. There is talk of prospecting for coal in this vicinity in the spring. There is coal below us, all we have to do is to dig for it and there is no reason why Macshall should not have a coal mine.

Ed* Payne, fireman on the Van. liner spent this week at home. Mrs. Samuel Sohmaohtenberger, oC Terre Haute, visited relatives here this •eek.

Miss Anna Janes is visiting friends inUrbana,IlL G. S. Purdum spent Sunday at hom&

Miss Ella Hennessy is visiting in Paris. Mrs. O. B. Greenough has moved to Brazil, Ind.

Phil. McBeynolds has returned to his home in Danville. Mrs. Wm. Besser spent Sunday in Paris.

Aaron Cole visited Martinsville, Sat* urday, on business.

J? MARTINSVILLE.

Nofes From Our Neighboring City. MARTINSVILLE, Ind., Feb. 4.—J. Fletcher Lafferty left today for Kansas and Nebraska. The remains of Uncle TB. Mulligan, an old oitizen of this place^ who died at Lima, Ohio, Wednesday, arrived here Friday for buriaL Mrs* Ed Duncan entertained her young friends Thursday evening at her home on Washington avenue. A masque* party will be given next week by one o£ the members of the "E N.'s" Geo. W. Cooper was in Casey Friday.—:— Mrs. A. M. Gamble is the guest of Mm. Zanes, in Mowequa, Ills. The shooL directions contemplate purchasing the property north of the school. A special election will soon be oalled to decide the matter. Miss Sallie McKeen id the guest of Mr. and Mrs. H. C. MoKeen. Miss Fannie O'Boyle is tha guest of Mrs. W. Delashmatt. Prof. Creekmur has given up the school on aocoant of bad health aud Prof. Edmunds will in the future be the priacipal.

Condensed Telegrams.

The supreme court of Wyoming territory yesterday decided the bill granting suffrage to women unconstitutional. The act was passed by the ^Legislature in 1885, and women have been voting in the territory sinoe.

Argument on a motion for a new trial in the Alderman O'Neill oase is set for next week.

Henry Ward Beecher in a speech last night before the Amherst Alumni association declared the Kmght of Labor were an "aboauinotion" and that the destruction of the poor were there ignorance.

Chas. Talbott, the Memphis hotel clerk who stole Fanny Davenport's diamonds, was arrested last night at Kansas City. All the jewelry was recovered.

The resignations of Secretary Manning and Treasurer Jordan are in the hands of the President.

The bill before the Illinois legislature recommending the passage of a law prohibiting Sunday base ball playing is creating considerable excitement among the amateur clubs in Chicago, which do most of their playing on that day.

FBOM a Springfield, Ohio, special ta the Cincinnati Enquirer of last Wednesday it appears that the County Commissioners of that county ordered a reward of $100 paid to Captain C. E. Vaadever, of Terre Haute, for the capture of Nat Ferrand, the young horse-thief who was captured west of the city by Vandever and who, upon his removal ta Springfield, got a sentenoe of a year in the penitentiary.

Smoky Row.

SMOKY ROW, February 7.—[GAZXTT* special]—We are having a severe winter so far. We thought we would represent our plaoe for the benefit of the readers of the GAZETTE—F. Colleazier wants an inquiry made by Lemma Squeezer as to where he could get a wife. He wants one about 5 feet 8 inches high and 3% feet in circumference. He says he doesn't want LeJamie to squeeze her before he gets her.

The patrons of F. Hangger should not forget that his services are at the usual hour The horse dealers of Smoky Row have organized, the last member initiated was S. Horn beck..... Hon. B. F. Baily contemplates moving in our midst Mrs. T. Hagermanis recovering from her recent illness H. All has moved in our midst with hia, wife and music.