Terre Haute Weekly Gazette, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 31 March 1887 — Page 11

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Miss Daly looked somewhat astonished, -and even doubtful of bi3 motive for addressing her. A scarlet flush flickered on her cheek, although the brown eyes remained steady and inquiring. She did not actually -doubt the man yet, notwithstanding that there had been all kinds of strange beasts -prowling about her path since her novitiate.

The eyes that encountered hers were clear and sharp gray eyes, that were difficult to associate with any guile. For the present, .at least, and despite the singularity of his question, she could afford her interlocutor the benefit of the doubt. "Have you any particular, reason for asking me?" she said. -rihava"

«No sir, I will not" "Confound itf he blurted forth, "what are "you afraid of?" "I am not afraid of you, certainly," said

Miss Daly, very calmly. "I hardly doubt you, but I am not disposed to put my trust .in you." Ife "It must rarely strike you that there are •Is topics of conversation which might be disouseed in a more fitting place than this?" he f/ks «aid. i?

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am not afraid of any topic," was the *reply, "and you, as a stranger, have no right I:' to make mystery about it." y, "You distrust mef' "I distrust any one who is not straightfor?t ward," replied Miss Daly. a "Very well—very well," said the major, gel (turning very red, "this is the first time in w' all my life I have been told I was not straightforward. I—I can't mention the mi', nature of my business without rendering you an object of ridicule to the rest of the young ladies present They are listening now, for that matter. Look at them."

Miss Daly laughed pleasantly and momentarily at this. 'Ah! yes—they listen a little and," with a sigh, "they dont like me much. I am not one of thom quite." "I hope you'll never be such a young fool 'i, as to try and imitate their ways," said the slsy major. "Oh, they are not as they seem," said Miss

Daly. "They are very good and kind somesM times they are honest, and hard working, and tbey take care of themselves bravely, considering what defenseless women most of them are." i"' "Bravo! Miss Daly," said the major. "Let ma shake hands with you for sticking up for your class."

Miss Daly did not accept the invitation ishe was indignant now, and disposed to turn •from him. "By Jove! you're a bravo little woman," ihe continued "and it was beastly unfair of -ma to sneer in that fashion at yon. Not thit I meant to raeer exact/v—I intended tc -advise yon, as vonr own father might do— and I'm old enough to be your father, my •ohilcl, remember that and— Hollo, you sir! What the devil brings you down here?" "Goo 1 gad] uncle, is that your and young Told came to a fuU stop, end remained with his month open and hu small eyes distended, as at an apparition which had suddenly confronted him.

"Good OadJ Uncle, is that ytmf* Tea. it is L" said bis aoc'.e.

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V* CHAPTER IIL ''Vs WHILE THK IRON WAS HOT. -J Maj. Crawshaw was not in "good form" "that particular evening. He had been -wanting in perspicuity he had blundered •^egregioasly, and now, facing the enemy "whose machinations he had come to

Battleton especially to circumvenr, he felt himself still more at a loss. He -did not know what to say on the spur of the moment the real Miss Daly was not at all the Miss Daly whom he had -expected to find, but a calm, self-posseted young lady, whom service behind a refreshment Etand had not spoiled or rendered ^flashy." This quiet being might have been taken for a lady anywhere—might have iield her place in any society, he thought, If, -she had had the discretion to hold her tongue. For, of course, she would be as sharp and jerky as Miss Racket when she -began to discourse—all refreshment stand maids' conversation being essentially jerky, keeping time with the money as it rattled in the till. No he was mistaken again "Mi«g Daly's voice had not an atom's worth of jerkiness in it. "Your name is Daly?" the major said, for the want of abetter question to start with. "Yes, sir. What do you require of me?" "I should be glad of a little private conversation, Miss Daly," he said.^|At what tim« do yon leave this place?"

"What is itf^ wish to speak to you on business of importance."

do not believe in any business of importance between you and me," said Miss Daly, coldly, "unless," she added, quickly— "unless you have heard from my uncle— Jjave been sent to tell me all the news." ici'"! have not the honor of knowing any member of your family. Misa Daly," said the major, "and the business of importance -to which I alluded affects my family rather than your o„wn." "I can have nothing to do with it." "Unfortunately you have."

you will kindly explain?"

js0-«Not here," said the old soldier, very ijsfe sternly "certainly not at this counter, and vith these young women listening to us." "You have my full permission to speak mm -out. sir." "Where do you live when away from this i, '^-^place?" py^ "I do not feel called upon to tell you," was $m *he reply. .. you will not tell me, possibly?"

"Do tbey know you are coming up at the I house?" asked Mr. Todd. "I thought I would give them an agreeable surprise," was the uncle's evasive answer "it's a year and a half since I was at Battleton last," "So long as that?" said the uncomplimentary nephew. "I shouldn't have thought it Will you—will you take anything?" ha stammered forth.

Maj. Crawshaw glanced from his nephew to Miss Daly. The nephew was staring hard at the lady the lady was looking down demurely at the marble counter.

Too innocent, thought the major a deuced sight to innocent to be natural. Like Miss Bland, he put the lady down as "sly"— very sly, and a woman oi whom to be wary from that timo forth. It she had blushed and giggled and leered, as s? Racket would have done, he wouM not hava been afraid of Mis? Daly bui tbe semblance of utter unconsciousness was an artful proceeding that proved at once the difficult nature of the task which ho had set himself. He mu^t be very wary in-th:s business.

He replied to his nephew's offer,. "No, thank you, nothing more till we get home and he linked his arm in tlj^t of Edwin's forthwith. "I—I didn't think of going to the house just at present," stammered young Todd "I have only just left it" "It's so long a time since I have been this way, that I am very likely to mhs it without your guidance," said the major. "Yes—but "And surely there is nothing here that is worth wasting time over," he added, sarcastically "the refreshments are bad and the waiters we can leave to the passengers, porters and shopmen." "Ah!—yes—exactly. Shall I call this fly? then you can tako your luggage as well, and I can "No, we will walk, Edwin. The luggage is booked to follow me. What a lime it is since we have had along chat together!"

But youns Todd was not to be led away wholly without an effort he had had time to reflect on tho position. -v "One moment, uncle,'' he said, disengaging his arm "1 always -have a cigar after dinner. I'll not keep you a moment."

He stood at a little distance from the counter, and watched his nephew approach Mi-«w Daly and give the order required. Already the truth was very patent to him that there was an understanding of some kind between Edwin Todd and Miss Daly, and that they were neither inclined to trust Viim in the matter. Already tuey both suspected him, and guessed the object of his coming it would be necessary to strike while the iron wa3 hot. He was a man of action, quick and prompt when he thought a thing, or said a thing, he carried it out at once. There had teen no shilly-shallying at any period of his existence. "That able and indefatigable officer" he had once been yled in a dispatch to headquarters, and it had brought him promotion and made him a proud man. Able and indefatigable he was—who know that better than he—and he was not going to be baffled at the outset by a pig-headed boy and a chit of a girl. Not he be was too old a soldier and too used to campaigning.

Young Todd was muttering something to Miss Daly making fresh arrangements, possibly—when the major said sharply: "Come, Edwin, we can't hang about here all night" "All right," said Edwin, evidently in some fear of his uncle at present, 4I am ready."

A few more words from him to Miss Daly, the same innocent expression on Miss Daly's face, and thon Maj. Crawshaw and his nephew were on the high road together.

The major began at once—the iron was quite hot enough, he thought "I question the policy of these refreshment stands at railway stations," he said, "and a lot of bold faced women behind them ready to flirt with any cad who turns up." "People must have refreshments, I suppose," young Todd remarked. "I would limit the refreshments consumed toboaa fide travelers. I would not allow half the town sneaking in and out at all hours after these girls, if I had apy authority here. By Jovel I'd alter the whole business," said the major, "1 don't think half the town goes there, I don't know," said Edwin Todd, mildly. Ha was a mild yonng man of outward aspect, and very difficult' to argue with. He had an unpleasant habit of agreeing upon any point for the sake of peace and quietness, and keeping his own opinion to himself, and this was always the difficulty with young Todd. "You go there," said the major, s^denly, "for one." vl "Yes but I'm not half the town exactly, and "And you're always there, Edwin you know you are." "Who told you so? Mother?" asked his nephew "or my sisters?" "I don't mince matters. Your mother wrote to say she was unhappy about you— that she was afraid you had formed an attachment to one of these young women, and that I had better run down and sea wliat mischief was done, and what mischief could be prevented, and here I am. There."

It wa3 no wonder that Ma j. Crawshaw's feelings were hurt when Miss Daly had hinted that he was far from straightforward tliare was no beating about the bush in this instance. He had told nephew very plainly what was the object his visit, and within a quarter of an hour o" his meeting with him, too. That was brisk and frank and soldier-like, at any rata.

Young Todd smiled in a galvanic kind of fashion, and shifted his stictc from his ri^ht hand to his left "There's no mischief done, uncle, and there's no mischief to prevent he said at last "That's welL I'm glad of it" "The women folk are foolish and nervoui t.bout it, and "About what?" asked the major, interrupting him. "About my going to the station and having a little chat now and then—as yotuor fellows will, you know—with a pretty woman. I !are say you have done it yourself in your day, uncle." "Hundreds of times," was tin' ready answer "but it was all fair Railing, sir, and no t'alse sentiment or false principles behind it a\i. Do you understand me?" "Yes—no—I think so" "I Kasnt fool enough to fall in love with any woman of that kind." "I suppose not" •„*£. .• i_»«' "Are you?" A"In love? Oh, nop said Edwin Todd, with a feeble little laugh "not exactly thafs not in my linet" "Although, if had been in live, I should have been man enough to own it," continue I file ms jor. "There's something simple in it, but nothing disgraceful, if it's an honest" affection "Precisely," said Todd "just my option, unHe." "But you're not in lovaf "Not I. Not a bit rf that," said the vulgar yonng Tod 1, with a rather feobla lau -h. "You're too sensible a fellow, I hope?" flattor myaelf I am." -f* -C'v

THE GAZETTE: TERBE HAUTE, INDIANA THURSDAY MARCH 31,1887.

"I'm very glad to hear it, Edwin, for youf mother's sake ai well as your own bat dont keep speaking with your teeth closed it aggravates me," said the major. "And now to the second and more important point Are any of the girls at the Junction in love with you, do you think?"

Young Todd blushed and simpered, and even hazarded a wink at his uncle. "I shouldn't like to say really, one can't say exactly you know," was his shy and hesitating answer. should say it was extremely unlikely," remarked the major, after looking askanca at his -newhew "bat women are easily flattered into thinking a man is in love with them, and then their silly heads are turned in all directions but the right." "That's their fault," was young Todd's comment "And their misfortune always, poor woiflm Why, I consider that a man who feigns an affection he does not feel, and so misleads a girl out of hers here to think of him, is an infernal scamp—a most infernal scamp, sir." "Why, yes," said young Todd, fairly alarmed at this sudden exhibition of fierceness, "so he is, unless "I'd cut off such a vagabond with a shilling, were he my own son," interrupted the major. "I'd kick him down stairs out of my hous9 as I would a dog I'd— What do you mean by 'unlessf Unless what? Why on earth don't you finish your sentences?" *1 was goin —but you wouldn't lot me finish, if you remember," answered Edwin. "Well, well," said the major, impatiently, "unless "Unless she encourages him, and leads him on—knows that he is not likely to marry her, and still prefers his company, to other fellows'. Don't you see?" "I see a woman going fast to the devil, then," said the major, "and I say God help her! that's alL But as for the man, he's either a fool or a knave, and I say God confound him, with all my heart He doesn't deserve any sympathy surely you don't think he does?" "N—no certainly not" "But we will have a long talk over this presently, now that we have cleared the briers and brushwood away there's been a little nonsense going on at the refreshment stand but I am glad you tell me there's nothing serious between you and that Daly girL" "Serious!" said young Tom, with another unpleasant laugh "of course not" "Your mother will be glad to hear it" "I have told her so a thousand times already, "Sail Edwin Todd, and for the first time rather sulkily. "Ah! butt&ot as you have spoken to -me, as one man cati speak to another, face to face, and without a lie between them," said the major. "Yes—exactly," murmured the nephew but he did not meet his uncle face to face then, but looked down upon the flinty pathway of the old town 'and set his teeth closer together than ever.

The major was a man of tact, and did not "worry" the question. They walked on in silence after this he had spoken out and paved the way to a complete understanding he was disposed, being a truthful man, to believe his nephew, if not wholly and implicitly, and to think that the women folk had made the usual mountain out of the customary molehill. So far, so good. It was a very fair beginning, considering that this was the first hour of hi* arrival and now here they were before the great country house of the Todds, lying a little apart, on a hillside, from the town of Battleton.

The major let go his nephew's arm, strode forward, pushed open the great swing gate, I and entered first "You'll find them all within, uncle," said

Mwin "I shall not be long." :, "But "1 shall be back in a few minutes I hav9 forgo4 tan something for to-morrow—in the town, you know and young Todd was off like a lapwing. "Yes, you have forgotten something, Edwin, and that is that I'm not to be humbugged," muttered the angry major, as /he stood in the dark carriageway looking after -the rapidly receding form of his nephew.

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Believed the T/ord was Going to Answer. A traveler in the Mississippi river bottoms came upon au old fellow sitting on alo&. nodding. "Halloa!" exclaimed the traveler. "Do-you. live pear here?" "Over yan," pointing. "What! down in that low placc? It's a wonder you don't dio. Why don't you move awny?" f^:s "Look here, stranger, whar do you liveflf^! "In tho blue grass region of Kentucky." "Why dont you move away?" "Bccauso I like tho country." "P "Well, I like this here country." "But, my dear sir, there are many things to induce a man to live where I do. One of them—and I suppose it would strike you hai dcr than any of the rest—is that a man does not have to work very hard for a living." "Podner, that's just the very reason I stay here. It aiut no trouble ter ketch fish enough ter tat." "Yes, but this bottom overflows. You,cant catch flsh then." sT "No, but then the picnic comes, fur yer seC the government sends us meat an' moal. Podtier, yer may talk erbout your bluo grass an' all that, but thar ain't nothin' like livin' In a country whar tbe government mages it er p'int ter feed yer. Cattle mout dio, cotton, mout. fail an' all your work be lost, but thar Ain't no danger uv the government goiu* under. Say, whut's ther river doin' erboye*' "Posing." ,, "Thank ther Lawd. Nancy,'1 arising and shouting to his wife, "I b'leve ther Lord's gwine ter answer our prnV."—Arkansaw Traveler. $1 £K. e.'Wf?***,-ikvf Without Warning.

Lady (in uptown store)—Why, Mrs. EL, is t.hia you, and in mourning? I hadnt heard that—that

Mrs. 8.—Yes, Mr. S. was laid at rest two weeks ago. Lady—I am st shocked! Was his death a sudden one?

Mrs. S.—Very 'without warning. He died of a cold contracted only tho day before. A vent the shops lovely?—New York Sun.

Mot a Fair Show.

Magistrate (to prisoner)—You are charged with being drunk and disorderly, and assaulting a Dutchman. What have you to say for yourself?

Prisoner—The policeman arrested me too soon, yer honor. If he had given me time for two more drinks I would havo thrown my arms around thut Dutchman's neck an' calts*l him "brother."—New "York" Sun.

MWl The Saltan's Health. A story is told of the importance with which the condition of tho Sultan of Turkey is viewed by his people. A Turkish journal gravely printed one morning: His majesty is slightly indisposed, having been bitten by a mosquito lost night"

DIXEY AND HIS DOG.

A Story About Them and About ttut, Pattl, Too. Mr. Henry E. Dixey is the owner of a Bt Bernard dog that weighs perhaps 800 pounds, and, after titie fashion of tbe lamb that was platonically attached to Mary, this dog accompanies Mr. Dixey wherever Mr. Dixey goes. Twice across the ocean and all over this continent makes Prince the most extensive traveler of the canine kind. Day beforo yesterday Mr. Dixey and his leviathan dog were having a romp through the four or five rooms occupied by the Clan Dixey at the •Hotel Richelieu. First Mr. Dixey would shut tho dog up in the folding bed and hide himself in the wardrobe then the dog would break away from the folding bed and begin a hunt for Dixey, humorously tipping over tables and

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Mr. Dixey was highly indignant he did not care so much for himself, but the iusultto the dog was one be could scarcely brook. Next morning, as he lay in his bed, he became cognizant of an angelic voice soaring in song —a voice so heavenly that it staid not in the porches of his ear but penetrated to the innermost recesses of Mr. Dixey's very soul and filled his whole being with an ecstasy of ineffable delight "Ida, my dear," called Mr. Dixey to his wife, who was sewing in the adjoining room. "What Is it, Henry?" she answered. "You're in unusually good voico this morning, my dear," said Mr. Dixey^ "I don't know when I've heard you sing so pleasantly." "Why, Henry," exclaimed Mrs. Dixey, "I've not been singing that was Mme. Patti you heard—she's practicing Proch's variations, and isn't it just too lovely 1"

But there was a cold, meaningful glitter in Mr. Dixey's eye as he straightaway rose from his bed, donned his trousevs^and put on one of his red Hibernian wigs. A few moments later, when in answer to a brutal knock Mme. Patti opened the door of her parlor, the incomparable song bird's sloe like orbs beheld what seemod to bo a gaunt, raw Irishman standing in the portal. "Mr. Dixey's compliments to yfees, mum," said this hulkidg .apparition, "and wad yees moind sthopping the tra-la-loo, mum, till Misther Dixey have bit av slape?"— Chicagb News. v.i «n /.-»• The Government Taxidermist's buffalo.

Mr. Hornaday, the government taxidermist, has a herd of queer looking buffaloes in his studio in the old armory building devoted to the fish commission. They are the hulks or insides on which the hides aro to be stretched. Mr. Hornaday does not use the skeletons of the animals in mounting them, but makes up wooden ones. The whole herd, when done, will be mounted in the National museum, and the poor, old, moth eaten effigies now on exhibition will be burned. As soon as Mr. Hornaday finishes tho bull buffalo, on which he will expend the greatest pains, it will be placed out in tbe Smithsonian grounds, where earth and background will resemble as much as possible the animal's native plains, and the taxidermist, rigged up in cowboy bat, leggings and hunting shirt, mounted on his broncho, cinched and loaded exactly as hs was in Montana, will go through the pantomime of shooting the old beast again. During the performance several instantaneous photographs of the piece will be taken. This bull is the finest buffalo Mr. Hornaday secured while out on his official hunt. He was the last one seen, and his captor rode up alongside and had opportunity to study tho nob.'o animal for several minutes before shooting him. Mr. Hornaday even dismounted and sketched the old fellow. This has been of great advantage in stuffing and mounting him.—-Washhigton Cor. New York Sun.

Itfievlew of Troops on Bicycles. Gen. Boulanger has just been holding a cavalry review of a novel kind. A score of corporals from tbe Joinville training school went through their evolutions before him a day or two ago mounted on magnificent—velocipedes. Tho composition of the little troop resembled that of the regular mounted forco of the country tho bicyclists representing the light, the tricyclists the heavy cavalry.

Tho minister has decided to have a certain proportion of the men in the infantry regiments trained to the use of the velocipede, the utility of these machines for the transmission of orders and the interchange of communications between the different divisions of an army having been satisfactorily established in practice. Their employment will, for one thing, leave all the horses of the force available for the work in which their services are indispensable. Dio bicyclo has been found to give better results on the whole than the tricycle, and it is probable that some form of the two wheeled machine will be definitely adopted for general use.—St James' Gazette.

Memento of Beeches

No more curious memento of Beecher exists than that owned by- Edison, the inventor of the phonograph. That instrument for impressing on a soft metal sheet the utterances of the human voice, and then emitting it again by the turning of a crank, could never bo put to any very valuablo use, and Edison has only gained from it a few thousand dollars in royalties from exhibitors. But be utilized it to make a collection of famous voices. Since ho beeamo famous his visitors have included hundreds of celebrities. Instead of asking them for their autographs or photographs ho has in two or three hundred instances requested them to speak a few sentences into a phonograph. He has kept the plates in a cabinet, and occasionally he runs some of them through the machine, which sends out the words exactly as uttered. Edison is probably tho only man who can revive tho silenced voico of tho great preacher. —New York Cor. Chicago Herald.

Mrs. Fortuncseeker had been hin+.vig

as humorously breaking

the crockery, and still more humorously accompanying bis labors with voicanic vocal eruptions expressive of fear, hope, anticipation, joy, etc. This play lasted for about an hour, Mrs. Dixey sitting in the front room meanwhile smiling contentedly and thinking to herself how much better it was for Henry to be passing a quiet afternoon at home than to be frittering away his time in the company of frivolous men about town. But Mme. Patti, whose apartments at the Richelieu are located directly under tho Dixey rooms, must have thought differently, for while Mr. Dixey and his dog were in the midst of their genial sport—or, we might say, while the festivities were at their height—there came a knock at the door and Mme. Patti's maid Hortense, looking like one of tho Two Orphans, presented this message: "Mme. Patti complemonges Mme. Dixsee, and will Mine. Dix-see have ze goodness to make her little boy stop to play wizze dog?"

THE BUFFALO FIRE.

Pictures of the S«w Richmond Haiti I Before and After tlw Disaster.

THE HOTEL BEFORE THE FIRE. The illustrations here given show the new Richmond hotel at Buffalo before and during the terrible and fatal fire of last Friday. The Second picture is from a photograph of the Scene taken Friday morning, and is Said to lie an excellent representation of the scene. The disaster is one which

SCENE OF THE DISASTER.

will no doubt add greatlyto the weight of the traveling public's demand that all hotels be made absolutely fire proof.

LAWYER SHAFER.

Two of The New York World's Silhouettes That Have TCade Him So Angry. All New York city, and a goodly part of the rest of this great and glorious country, is guffawing at tho part played by a S a counsel for Boodler

TA-AH I attitude while mak

ing his "poor efforts" in behalf of his client, were undeniably and ridiculously funny. That Mr. Shafer will carry out his threat to kill Mr. Pulitzer the first time the two meet is not regarded as a probability by those who know Mr. Shafer best, and there are those who hold that the learned and stout limb of the law made a grievous mistake to attack newspaper men in open court, and so indiscriminately as he did, upon his earliest opportunity after The World's first fusilade. The objectionable reports were done for Tho World by Henry Guy Carletou, and that worthy scribe

doughty counselor in a style quite his own and entirely inimitable. Here's a it a showing just how hedidit: "'Have you ever seen Mr. Shafer before,' inquired Mr. Nicoll, blandly. Mr. Shafer was seated in his chair in his a it at it "DIDN'T

TER?"

when playing 'possum, his legs straight out, bis hands fondling the ample lapels of his coat and his Bismarck mustache cascading over his chubby index finger. The sad eyed old lady (Mrs. Massett) gave him a long searching and critical. look, took iu the noble brow, the Roman nose, the front of Jove, the eye like Mars, to threaten and command—principally to threaten—the double chin, the graceful rotundity which has been the tomb of so many good dinners, tbe pillars of Hercules which fill out the Shafer trousers, and the polished toboggans which clad his majestic feet. Then she shook her head as implying that she never had seen Mr. Shafer before. Then she elosed her enraptured eyes as mutely testifying that having been at last blessed with a sight of him she was willing now to toddle home and die."

McDougall did the pictures and tbey were quite as good as the text Two of tbern are here reproduced, and most readers will agree that tbey show Mr. Shafer in decidedly unpretty attitudes. They represent him when conducting the examination of Katy Metz. But no one but Mr. Shafer at first blush thought there was any special animus behind them, though it has leaked out since their publication that Mr. Shafer is attorney for Mrs. Terry, the widow of the rich Spaniard, in her suit against The World for libei in $100,0001

And so the world wags.

Jtidge B., who is old and rich, that her daughter would make him a good and ioving wife. "She is very much in love with you, judge," said the lady, suggestively. "I am sony, but I caunot reciprocate tbe affection of

a young lady who shows such bad taste," replied the old judge, reaching for his hat and cane.—State aud

Leathar Reporter.

time, misson liecom!nTf Indifferent. Mme. Nilsson wa3 hero not long ago to look cfter her new palaco in South Kensington. Sho left for the continent, but she may possibly bo heard hero in the month of May. In the autumn she g^^s to America, as I indicated a few weeks ago. I fear she is getting lazy, bocauso shb has just refused £6,000 for fifteen concerts in Russia ^because it, so cold."—London Journal

JAMES T. PIERCE DEAD.

Sudden Death of An Ex-Terre Lawyer in Los Angeles. From Saturday's Second Edition.

Information has just been reoeived is this city of the dd&th of Jamee T. Piers* in Los Angeles, CaL Mr. Pieroe left this city several years ago to 90 west.. He was a law partner. of, N. G. Buff while in this city and mad* many friends at the bar by his qnietr gentlemanly deportment. He had not been in strong health for some yeara. His death oocurred in the Tribnne news* paper office at Los Angeles. He vw taken with hemorrhage of the long* while in the office and died in a few moments.

The Los Angeles Tribnne of 19th inst., reoeived by the

SPBINOITLBLD, Ills., March 25.—The House adopted a resolution today, instructing the Auditor of Public Ao counts to issue no more warrants to H. W. Rokker & Go., and instructing the to cash such warrants until a speoia committee had investigated the printing contracts. This is the firm composed of tanons Springfield newspaper printing offices, against which serious oh&rgs* are made of conspiracy to defraud the state by exorbitant charges, and of paying money to various people to induce them not to submit competitive printing-' bids.

Hanged.

BBATBICB,

Linton.

LINTON TOWNSHIP,

ZETTE

Close Only Wants the Earth. M. T. Close, the stranded paper'man-

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GAZETTE

WASHINGTON,

Cleary, the New York alderman, whose trial has been the latest development of the tussle between municipal coiruption and the law in the is New York World more than any other agency is responsible for thi? state of affairs, for its reports of the trial, illustrated by pictures in silhouette, showing -the learned counsel's

through

the ooartesy of Capfe. M. N. Smith, says: "On yesterday afternoon, after o'clock, a man of gentlemanly appearance stepped into the Tribune office and inquired for the editor. He was asked to walk into the editorial rooms, whieh he did. Sitting down, he engaged th» editor in conversation, and stated thai his name was Piefce. Immediately afterward he oommenced to ooogh violently. Blood began to flow from his month, and it was at onoe evident that he had a hemorrhage of the lungs. Dr* Holyoke was instantly summoned, and came within two minutes. The snfferer was laid on au improvised bed cat the floor and everything medical aid oonld do was done. The unfortunate' man drew his last breath within twenty 7— minutes from the beginning of the attack. The Coroner was sent for and an. 4 undertaker at once summoned. The remains were removed la await the commands of relatives. "It was learned from papers and leiters in the pockets that the gentleman was James T. Pieroe, an Attorney-at-Law and ex-Judge from Indiana.1 .J&

Mr. Trotter Very IK.

March 25*.—The illness

of Mr. James M. Trotter, who has been 1 confined to his home on K. street, near Twenty-first, some days, and who wae reported to be improving, has taken a very serious turn. His physicians regarded his condition so critical that Dr. Lincoln was called in consultation. The physicians were, of the opinion this morning that Mr. Trotter's condition was dangerous. There will be another consultation this evening. Mr. Trotter was in perfect health when he came t» this city. His malady is pneumonia. Unless there is a favorable change, his nknai'MAna ^MAAaa tMttV physicians think that the result fatally within forty-eight

disease may hounfc

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writes that he does not recrret his loss of liberty in view of the reason for which his imprisonment was ordered. He .-p says: "If kept in jail until I die, I will never do the infamous thing the judge asked me to do—betray tbe confidence of the defenseless and loving people who trusted me." 'i. :S I

hange of Quarters.

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Neb. March 25—Jackson

Marion, the murderer of John Cameron was hanged here this forenoon at 11:20 o'clock. The doomed man made speech at the scaffold of a rambling nature, but made no statement respecting* the crime for which he has suffered death. The crime for which Marion was hanged was the murder of John Cameron in April, 1872, nearly fifteen ,".^1 years ago. VQ .£4|

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March 80.—[GA

special.—Tbe farmers have been busy sowing oats in this part—Noah Fairefild has a fine plow which he says will cut roots as large as a stove pip& Noah is a good plowman.—Bob West goes east this spriug.—B. Mo. has the finest sheep in the state, it weighs threehundred pounds.—Mrs. Clanahun spent last week with her mother, Mrs. Yangilder.—J ania Van gilder was the guest of her aunt, Mrs. Hall—Wonder what has become of the night-owls?— $0%'d\.

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ufacturer, has sued Michael Qainlan for $25,000 damages. Close owed Quinlam. nearly $2,000 and Quintan had him arrested and brought here from

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for obtaining money under false pretenr ses. Close does not deny the debt. The grand jury failed to indict him.

Father Keller Contented*^

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Maroh 25.—Father Keller

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H. Bobinson & Son's wholesale notion house, which was established hec»^-^ about three years ago, now finds tbe building occupied by them entirely too, cramped and have made arrangements' ^/m for a new building in McKeen's ne* block. Thej will use a building forty feet front and expect to get into it soiaetitttin July. Mr

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