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Bellefonte Pa.. October 21, 1904.
GETTIN’ WASHED.
At breakfast, when I'm kinder late an’ hurry to
my place,
An’ wanter eat, some person says, “Oh, what a
dirty face 2” :
Or, “Leave the table right away, those hands are
a disgrace!”
An’ when I come back nice an’ clean, my mother
says she fears 3
I didn’t take a lot of pains to wash behin’ my
ears.
An’ lots o’ times when I've been out sn haven't
touched a thin’
That could have dirtied me a bit, why some one’s
called me in,—
An’ what they went an’ said was dirt was shad-
ders on my skin.
But s’pose that cedar-tree I climbed did leave
some teeny smears,
I don’t see how a bit could get 'way up behin’
my ears!
Oh, when I'm big, without a nurse or grown-up
folks that tease,
Some weeks I'll wear my oldest clo’es as ragged
as I please,
An’ muss my hair an’ have big holes in both my
stockin’ knees.
Of course I'll wash each mornin’, cept when play-
time interferes,
But you just bet I'll let alone that place behin’
my ears!
PEBBLES IN THE TIDE.
“I absolutely refuse to hear another ar-
gument against my alliance with the house
of George ! Do you suppose a self-respect-
ing man, deeply in love, with his wedding | g
announced and the bridal trosseau half com-
pleted, would permit a trio of muttering,
cinder-hurling Pelees to stand in the
way ?’’ :
Frank Hogan, whose individuality a half
hour before was as unpronounced as that of
the average fashion plate, waxed warm, and
his fine face and baritone voice were re-
markably expressive as he gave utterance to
the uncomlimentary climax.
The three women addressed responded
with exclamations of varying intensity,
Aunt Jane Canot, the loftliest and most an-
noying of the Pelees, bursting into tears.
She was sitting between the other two,
playing the mild, injured role and tactful-
ly exciting the others to combat, as was her
custom. Frank’s mother, a gray-haired
woman, whose dignity of mien suggested
ancient coats-of-arms and rivers of blue
blood, sat erect in her chair, looking much
pained, while her daughter, Josephine, a
debutante of ten years before, flashed her
gray eyes disapprovingly at her brother
and stroked Aunt Jane’s hair soothing-
Vip don’t believe you realize that you are
addressing your mother,’’ jerked Mrs. Lo-
gan, with an iciness by no means matern-
al.
“I didn’t mean to be disrespectfal to
you, mother, but nothing vexes me so much
as insinuations,”’ continued Frank, balf
apologetically, as be advanced a step to-
ward her ; but she held up one of her slim,
white bands as if to ward him off, and re-
sumed :
‘It this marriage should prove unhappy,
remember you are warned.’’
‘Oh, you've all warned me enough and
kept me constantly on the grid-iron with
your protestations, but you always speak
in enigmas. You have no faith in Jean-
nette or her ability to fill up the little
niche that has always seemed vacant in our
family; you—"’
‘‘It isn’t our fault if you have been un-
bappy,”’ croaked Aunt Jane, wiping her
eyes and assuming the expression of a mar-
tyr, which transformed Frank’s filial affec-
tion to a mad desire to annihilate some-
thing.
‘‘No, Aunt Jane, no; I suppose you al-
ways did the best you knew how to make
sunshine. But there was always some-
thing lacking in my life until Jeannette
happened along and filled it so snogly and
sweetly. If you folks would only receive
her, I can’t tell yon how glad I should
be.”
‘‘My son, I have always indulged you
within reasonable bounds,but can’t youn see
that Miss George and me would be as in-
compatible as cherry jnice and cream ?
Youn should consider your family before
taking such a step,” said Mrs. Logan in
solemn tones, tinged with the unpleasant
ring of duty.
‘““You know she’s not quite like us,”
shied Aunt Jane, while Frank grunted as
if he were thankful such was the case.
‘I see,’’ he replied heroically, resisting
the impulse to fly off on a tangent with
Aunt Jane as usual. ‘‘Isee the vast chasm
hetween yon now—stupid man that I was !
You, mother, and you Aunt Jane, are Ca-
nots. Your ancestors probably sipped nec-
far with the Olympian gods; your grand-
sires in company with Cadillac and De
Tonty founded Detroit; your position in
‘ the old, exclusive French set of Jefferson
Avenue is secure. You pride yourself up-
on your conservation, when the truth of
the matter is, you are simply slow. Inthe
last two days a rival clique has sprung into
existence on Woodland Avenue, just as re-
fined and vastly richer; yes you won’s reo-
ognize it—you won’s tolerate it. You sit
in our ancestral coop with its tapestries
moth-eaten and falling to pieces and ven-
erate every warped shingle of its historical
roof; but you won’s expand and assimilate
the newer and more invigorating society of
the larger circle to which Jehnnette George
belongs.’
‘*So you and Miss George wish to emu-
late Romeo and Juliet and affiliate the
Capulets and Montagnes,’”’ answered Jo-
sephine.
*‘It would take more than our deaths to
accomplish that,” replied Frank bitterly,
as he glanced reproachfully at the young-
est of the implacable triumvirate.
‘*My son, it is bard for a mother to give
ap her children, and each one imagines
that no girl is good enough for her son; yet,
in this case I have not taken my firm stand
from selfish motives. I should feel recon-
ciled to giving you up, if you could decide
upon someone that would reflect credit ap-
on you and your family—Mgyrtle Robinson
for instance. She is such a sweet, modest,
little thing and never committed a rude
act in her life. In the Robinsons you
would find both wealth and family, and
the bead of the honse never was a clerk,
nor did be make his money all in a heap
from cereal foods,” ventured Mrs. Logan,
devouring Frank with wistfnl eyes.
*'Confusion to little Myrtle Robinson,’
cried her son disdainfully. ‘“The emolu-
ments you figure upon would be unevenly
balanced, for a half million isn’t so much
when divided among thirteen children, of
whom Myrtle is the youngest. There is
more family than ‘wealth in that house.
Besides, Myrtle is chasing the butterfly of
fame now and js singing in vaudeville; I
believe I forgot ‘to tell you. Jeannette’s
father was a self-made man and you forget
that I am only a book-keeper myself.”
*‘It isn’t your poor mother’s fault thas
you haven’t accomplished more,’”’ whined
Aunt Jane, while Frank fixed his eyes up-
on the andirons and bit his lips.
‘I have always tried to be obediens,
mother; butin this. I refuse,’” he finally re-
sponded. ‘‘The man who wavers an in-
stant when his family slurs his sweetheart
without reason, is nnworthy of her, Ever
since you first went to Germany I have
tried to win you over to my way of think-
ing, but you still remain obdurate. I am
willing that you should act according to
your convictions in the future, but when
you three make friends with Jeannette, it
shall be by your own advances.”’
Mrs. Logan smiled scornfully, Josephine
snickered and Aunt Jane, with always an
eye for the tragic, commenced to cry softly
again.
‘‘Before I go, however, I should like to
know your great reason for opposing our
union, and in what respect you consider
ber anfit to be my wife. In this letter,
dated Berlin, you said you would tell me
when you returned. It must be something
dreadful since you would not trust it to
your pen and made me wait for a year.
Now is the opportunity.’’
He fumbled hastily through his pockets
for the missive, but could not find it.
“‘Confound it ! I left it on the bureau ;
but you doubtless remember the context,’’
he said, still searching among the papers he
carried in his pockets.
Mrs. Logan Jooked knowingly at Aunt
Jane and Josephine, who exchanged
glances that dictated their ability to di-
vulge monstrous scandals if they choose ;
but none of them spoke a word.
*‘That’s right—keep it to yourselves. If
you can’t tell me, it’s safe from the ears of
others who might make barm out of it. I
do not want to know it. Good-by, I muss
0.7?
“Where are you going,”’ asked Mrs.
Logan, starting somewhat anxiously, as she
quickly associated Frank’s impulsiveness
with the Detroit River.
“I am going to my own cozy flat,”’ he
replied gaily. *‘‘I have been preparing you
gradually to survive the shock—Aunt Jane
get your kerchief ready—I am mar-
ried !”’
‘‘Married !’’ shrieked the trio in dismay,
Mis. Logan clapping her bands to her head
as if it would burst.
‘Yes, Jeannette and I have been mar-
ried a year—one short poem of a year, re-
plied Frank, smiling broadly, as if he were
relieved that his deception bad taken
wings, leaving them with the tables turn-
ed.
‘‘And we never got an invitation or an
announcement card,’”” wailed Aunt
Jane.
‘No one else did. We eioped.’’
‘‘Eloped !"’ shrieked the chorus with
still more crescendo, while Aunt Jane’s
lavender aigrette fell limply to the
floor.
‘Oh the disgrace—the shame !"’ cried his
mother as she reached for her smelling
salts.
‘“The only alternative left was for us to
elope,” responded Frank, calmly. ‘My
people refused to recognize ber, and hers
refused to tolerate ms.”’
‘‘How dared the parvenus refuse to
countenance you !—A leader in society—
member of one of the most eminently re-
spected families in America—old French
stock—Huguenos nobles in the time of Hen-
ry Fourth of Navarre—military forefathers
—descendant of leaders in the War of Rev-
olution and Mexican War—"’
Mrs. Logan trembled violently and turn-
ed ashen pale about the lips, while Joseph-
ine, understanding the symptoms, stagger-
ed to the bell to ring for the water.
‘True, mother ; but these vulgarians—
these queer new people you scoff at—have
their own set of pros and cons in the con-
sideration of matrimonial alliances, as well
as people who boast of family. Papa and
Mamma George wouldn’t hear to the amal-
gamation, so we told them we were going
to slip over to Windsor to have the knot
tied, and we did. The bridal day was tor-
tured with maternal expostulations and pa-
ternal curses,thunder, lightning, torrents of
rain and other bad omens, but we were too
foolishly happy in each other to be super-
stitions. We didn’t even regret the ab-
sence of parental blessings, claret punch,
rice showers and old shoes.” >
‘And of course you didn’ get written
up in the society columns,’ gasped Joseph-
ine.
““The event would bave been rather scant
material for the society editor; but it did
nicely for the suburban reporter, for he
made us the principals in an elopement
story a column long under glaring flash
headlines.”
‘What a scandal !”
Jane.
‘‘ves, there is always more or less scan-
dal connected with an elopement, especially
if the daughter of a rich man elopes with a
poor scalawag,’’ laughed Frank, sardonical-
ly. Papa and Mamma George were so cut
up they disowned Jeannette, but we loved
. each other enough to be contented with my
salary, and we went to honsekeeping. We
begun life in earnest—real, genuine life,
and I don’t know but what we got on just
as well without so much wealth and so
much family to mar its sweet simplicity.”
‘‘Never before in my life have I so lost
my senses,’’ shuddered Mrs. Logan, sniff-
ing faintly at her bottle.
‘I came to give yon one more chance to
put the stamp of approval upon my
choice,” continued Frank bravely. ‘We
can win the Georges over when they find
that you will countenance ns. They will
never take up until you do, for their pride
is something appalling.’ : .
‘What must I do?’ asked
mother, helplessly.
“Call on Mrs. George tomorrow, for she
moved to the city since you did, and it’s
your place to call first. The Woodward
Avenue set are as great sticklers for con-
ventionalities as your Jeffersonians. It's
up to you, mother.”’
Mrs. Logan sat for a few minutes frown-
ing darkly at a dingy painting of one of
her ancestors in a blue coat trimmed with
brass buttons, and Aunt Jane for once al-
lowed her sister's deliberations fall play
without shaping results with a word or two
of advice.
‘Mrs. Frank Canot Logan,’”’ announced
the footman, and before the patricians
could change their look of astonishment
the portieres of the drawing-room entrance
were lifted, and a tall, shapely girl with
black eyes and an abundance of auburn
hair, a wide, kissable mouth and a dazzling
complexion, stood before them, neatly but
plainly attired. ; di
‘‘Jeannette I'’ cried Frank in pleased
surprise, as he caught her in his arms and
kissed her; but she tore away from his em-
brace and rushed toward the group of trem-
bling women, all of whom rose and clung
to the backs of their chairs. The color in
her cheeks deepened, her upper lip curled
a trifle, and her black eyes swept them
over with a flash of unmistakable scorn.
wheezed Aunt
the poor
‘Pardon me, Mrs. Logan, for my intru-
sion, and ress assured .that this is not a
social call. Daughters of cereal packers are
not generally schooled in business, and it
is in that capacity that I came here,” said
Frank’s wife firmly, although she fumbled
nervously with the purse she carried,
Mrs. Logan had never before been accost-
ed in such a manner in her own Louse, but
her resentment was molified by the exceed-
ing beauty and admirable audacity of her
daughter-in-law. For once speech failed
her, while Aunt Jane ransacked her re-
sourceful brain in vain for suitable inter-
polations. They could only stand in a row
and dumbly await the outcome.
‘This is why I came !’’ cried the girl,
and her bosom heaved as if she were deeply
hurt. She pulled from her waist a soiled
blue envelope and held it up to view.
“The findfog of this letter on the burean
an hour ago brought me here. It is one
you wrote to your son from Berlin.”’
‘And you read it !”’ exclaimed Josephine
involuntarily.
“Yes, Miss Logan, I read it,”’ confessed
Jeavnette with drastic emphasis. ‘‘A well-
bred girl doesn’t read other people's letters
until she is married ; then she has a right
to be suspicious of every note she finds di-
rected to her husband in female bandwrit-
ing.”
‘‘But—but I never Znew until a few
minutes ago that you were his wife,’’ stam-
mered Mrs. Logan, her regal self-possession
quite shattered by the unremitting shocks
inflicting during the past balf hour.
“I know you did everything in your
power to break our engagement and that
you talked terribly about me; Myrtle Rob-
inson told me But you didn’t need to ke
downright mean about it. Yon bad no
grounds for attacking my character, and
anything you may have said against my
good name is—is false and libellous. I
shan’t go until you have told me, here in
your son's presence, what you know against
me.”’
‘You astound me, Jeannette—Mrs. Log-
an—’’ began the poor mother-in-law with a
hysterical laugh.
‘‘Not any more than you surprise mie
when I read that vou claimed to have good
authority for the remark that I was nut the
proper person for Frank’s wife. Hereit is
in black and blue at the bottom of the
page.”’
The elder woman sank into ber chair
and with palsied fingers held the hateful
epistle close to her eyes, biting her lipsand
flushing painfully. Ina few moments she
turned to her sister, who was equally per-
turbed, and said authoritatively: ,
‘‘Speak, Jane, since it was yon who were
the informant !”?
‘It’s up to you now, Aunt Jane,”
laughed Frank by way of diversion, and he
caught one of Jeannette’s feverish hands
and held it tightly.
‘‘It beats all what little insignificant re-
marks make scandals,’ said Aunt Jane,
after a moment’s hesitation, dreadful to
witness. ‘‘My dear girl, you have magni-
fied the ant hill until it has become a—a
Mount Pelee. Really I never even knew
you. I—I only meant that Frankie, with
his poor salary, counld not support a wife,
raised in luxury as you have heen, and—
pardon me, my dear, but I feared you
wouldn't make a very good housekeep-
er,”
Aun$ Jane again took refuge in her min-
iature kerchief, and Jeannette, her just in-
dignation swept away by a flood of sweet
relief, began to realize the stupidity she
had exhibited in invading: the ranksof the
enemy.
‘‘How often a sentence, inoffensive when
spoken arouses aggressive demons when
written in a letter,” langhed Frank, again
embracing his wife and kissing her with
college-boy impulsiveness.
‘‘And how much better it is to get to-
gether and rectify a misunderstanding than
to suffer it out,’’ added the elder Mas.
Logan, tactfully mastering the situation at
the correct moment. ‘‘Jane meant you no
harm, Jeannette; she only said it for your
own good and as usual hungled. It's so
nice of you to call on us, and I’m delight-
ed to learn that I haven’s a daughter-in-
law who pouts. Iam pleased that Frank
took it into his giddy head to get married
and settle down, and I wish yon unbound-
ed happiness, my dear. :
She arose and throwing her arms around
the radiant, blushing girl before her, kissed
her affectionately.
‘‘And do you still wish I was Myrtle
Robinson ?”” asked Jeannette, her eyes
dancing mischievously, as she dutifully re-
turned the greeting.
‘No, I believe I've changed my mind
about Myitle Robinson. After all, one
must know a person before extolling his
merits, for first opinions are generally sub-
ject to revision. It’s ashame I never got
around to call on your dear mother,but I'm
going to-morrow.”
Aunt Jane and Josephine likewise greet-
ed the newcomer with a show of tenderness,
and Frank said as he kissed her again :
‘‘Really, Aunt Jane, your solicitude was
unnecessary, for when yon and@ mother and
Josephine and Mamma and Papa George
take tea with us next week, you will be
amazed to find what a paradise a book-
keeper’s wife can make of ber home. The
American girl has inherited from her pil-
grim forefathers such a wonderful adapta-
bility that she may adorn the palace of a
prince, or, for the love of a poor man she
might become the ideal companion and a
model housewife. Somehow or other, she
always makes the best of everything.”’.—
By Wilbur H. Williams, in The Pilgrim.
David B. Hill's Distress.
It seems to have been established that
there was no truth in the report of a
matrimonial engagement between David B.
Hill and May Irvin, the actress, says the
Chicago Chronicle. But the rumor is believed
to bave caused Mr. Hill the most profound
annoyance. A friend who knows him well
says: ‘‘Dave Hill cares not a rap for oriti-
cism or condemnation, but make the sha-
dow of a suggestion that a woman
has captured his heart and he will
tremble like a bamboo carbon ir an elec-
tric light lamp. His distress when he was
accused of having capitulated to the ample
charms of May Irvin was really pitiable.
He shivered when the suggestion was
made in the most delicate manner. He is
so cold that the suggestion of caloric,loom-
ing up with the abundant May, was like
pouring boiling water on an iceburg. It is
probable D. B. Hill never was so really
terrified in his life before."
Kills the Tetanus Germ.
A New York doctor has found that lock-
jaw can be prevented by a simple remedy.
It is this: Take a woolen cloth and set fire
to it. Hold the wound over the smoke for
20 minutes and in nine cases out of ten the
microbe which causes all the trouble will
be dead. The bacilli which are carried into
the lacerated flesh are destroyed by the
vapor from ' the burning material ‘when
nothing else can reach them.
—Rose—'‘I painted this picture to
keep the wolf away from the door. Flem-
ing— ‘It the wolf is anything of an art critic
it willdo is. Foi
30,000 Russians Are Dead or Wounded
in Twenty-Mile Rout.
Jap Forces, Still Fresh and Aggressive, Press-
ing the Enemg Along Whole Line.
After six=days of terrific and almost con-
tinuous fighting, which began when the
Russians assumed the aggressive and songht
to break the Japanese cordon spreading
about their defensive base, the entire army
of Kuropatkin, less 30,000 men killed and
wounded, has retreated twenty miles and
is preparing for another defensive stand on
the Taitse and Shai rivers.
The Japs are pressing on after the van-
quished enemy alocg the entire front, and
a decisive battle is in progress or imminent.
St. Petersburg, reading disaster in the
silence of army officials, is convinced
Kuropatkin’s advance bas ended in com-
plete disaster, with such frightful losses
that they will stagger Russia even after
Laayang.
Extent of the Russian losses is partially
indicated by the correspondent of the
Russkoe Slovo, who telegraphs that Gen-
eral Bilderling’s corps, holding the centre
of the right, lost almost an entire brigade
of the Third Division, including a third of
its artillery brigade (forty-eight gaus),
the neighboring corps being too hard press-
ed to offer assistance.
TERRIBLE FIGHTING AT CLOSE RANGE.
General Mistchenko, on the left, also
suffered heavily. The fighting was at such
close range that his gunners were mowed
down by the Japanese infantry fire. Japan-
ese positions which the Russians were
surrounded on three sides by wire entangle-
ments, which cost the Russians dear.
The Japanese in some instances abandon-
ed their khaki uniforms, donned gray over-
coats, and repeated a trick they have often
employed during the war, especially in
uight attacks of yelling out in Russian,
wheu discovered, ‘‘friends.’”’
Silence of the Russian authorities at this
critical hour is hears-breaking for the pub-
lie. Nota single official word has been
given out to relieve the suspense and
anxiety for over twenty-four houre, and
the public is convinced that it can only
mean that General Kuropatkin’s world
proclaimed advance has ended in complete
disaster, with such frightful losses that
they will stagger Russia even after Lanyang
HEAVY LOSSES AMONG CZAR’S OFFICERS.
A Mukden dispatch says :
*‘The Japanese offensive began Tuesday
along the whole line. The heaviest work
was on the Russian extreme right, where
the fighting for the possession of Hua Pass
and Tumin Pass did not cease until mid-
night. The Russians succeeded in captur-
ing the latter, though at a fearful cost.
‘I'he position at Poliasautzi, still further
toward the Taitse river, held by the Tomsk
regiment, was furiously assaulted, and the
regiment lost heavily. The Tamboff regi-
ment extricated itself from a seemingly
hopeless position, and succeeded in effecs-
ing its retirement. The Russians stuck to
most of their positions heroically Tuesday,
except at tl e Schili river.
On the morning of Wednesday the Jap-
anese renewed their attack, preparing the
way for their infantry with aun artillery
bombardment. At noon the Russian right
began falling back, but the attack upon the
Russian centre and left weakened percepti-
bly. The artillery fire slackened in the
evening, but the rifle fire continued with
little intermission throughout tbe night.
The Japanese Thursday renewed their at-
tacks, and the battle proceeded with vary-
ing success, but on the whole favorable to
the Japanese, as the Russians continued to
give ground.
One of the episodes bloodiest of the des-
perate fighting between the Shakhe river
and the Yentai during the last three days
occurred at the village of Endotinla, west
of the railroad, and on the neighboring
heights, east of the railroad.
The Japanese had been driven out of
those positions with terrible losses, but
October 13th they concentrated such a
murderous artillery fire on the village that
it became necessary for the Russians to
withdraw, the railroad, however, being
held.
That same evening the Russian com-
mander gave imperative orders to reoccupy
Eodotinla. The Zaraick regiments, with-
out firing a single shot, marched under
cover of the darkness and bayoneted sever-
al battalions of the Japanese, many of
whom died as they slepé.
A few Japanese escaped and sought shel-
ter in stacks of Chinese corn, but the Rus-
sians, carried away by the frenzy of re-
venge, rushed upon the survivors and liter-
ally tore up their bodies with bayonets.
The Russians then rolled themselves in the
Japanese blankets,
Next morning the Japanese again shelled
out the regiment, while their artillery
came on at a run and secured a position
east of the railroad.
Again General Kuropatkin ordered the
Russians to retake the position, but the ef-
forts of his troops were in vain. The Ras-
sians could not reach the Japanese
trenches, so withering was the Japanese
fire, and only a few returned where compa-
nies had charged.
COMPANIES LOST ALL OFFICERS.
The companies in some cases were com-
manded by sergeants after all the officers
had fallen. One officer, his face streaming
with blood, limped up to a general, who
was furious.
“Where is your company 2?” asked the
general.
*“This is all that is left of it,”’ replied
the officer. ‘It was like a slaughter
house.”
The artillery fight Wednesday was the
fiercest of the war. The Japanese handled
their guns superbly and chose splendid po-
sitions.
SHRAPNEL DECIMATES RUSSIAN RANKS.
A Russian correspondent, in his story
of the fighting below Mukden, says:
‘‘The struggle was resumed to-day at
daybreak with every promise of another
day of stubborn combat. It is now the
sixth day of a fight unprecedented in his-
tory for the stubbornness and tenacity
shown by both sides.
*‘Fighting Friday morning was resumed
at 6 o'clock. We again advanced from
Sakhe, capturing the advanced positions
held by the Japanese by brilliant attacks
by the Epifanievsky and Yukhnovsky
regiments. We reached their second line
positions, but here a heavy artillery fire
compeiled our troops to halt, and a des-
perate artillery duel was commenced.
“Twelve Japanese guns were silenced,
every gunner being killed, and their in-
fantry support also being driven back.
The guns stood in plain view, but it was
impossible for us to take them. Two bat-
talions which were ordered to secure the
Japanese guns advanced in the face of a
terrible cannonade and rifle fire from the
Japanese rear positions. “wil
‘It was, however, an impossible task:
the shrapnel of the enemy decimated the
advancing ranks, whole companies wither-
ed under she terrific fire and our men were
compelled to abandon the astemps.
‘Later in the day a similar fate befell
three of our batteries." . They had advanced
behind our infantry to pave the way for
an attack on the Japanese position, but
the infantry was forced back. the artillery-
men werealmoss all killed and the guns
remained ulone. The Japanese made re-
peated desperate advances in the hope of
securing the' guns, but each time were
driven off, and toward nightfall we remorv-
ed the guns safely.
Bryan Reiterates Devotion to Parker.
Indiana Democrats Assured of Silver Advocate’s
Support of St. Louis Candidate. Not a Skulker,
He Says. Tells Barbecue Crowd that if He was
Against Ticket He'd Say So.
FORT WAYNE, Ind., Oct 13.—William
J. Bryan continued his whirlwind tour to-
day, winding up his day’s labors with a
speech here to-night, following a torch-
light procession and an abundance of red
fire.
Everywhere the twice-defeated candi-
date, who under the banner of free silver,
carried his party into the wilderness from
which it is now striving to emerge, was
greeted with enthusiasm, and everywhere
he reiterated bis sincerity in supporting
Judge Parker.
Towns visited were Noblesville, Tipton,
Kokomo, Huntington, with a stem-winder
at Peru. In the latter place be was greet-
ed by an immense gathering, brought to-
gether by the quadrenniel barbecue, which
was the spectacular feature of the campaign
thus far. Twelve beeves, 16,000 hard rolls
and 5000 pumpkin pies were consumed by
the multitnde,” who cheered Bryan un-
reservedly whenever he mentioned silver.
SINCERE IN SUPPORT OF PARKER.
The keynote of the Peru speech, as of
all the otber speeches Bryan has mrde on
this tour, was the importance he attaches
to impressing on his hearers that he is
sincere in his advocacy of Parker and
Davis. He referred to the stories tha
have been printed alleging that he is not
at heart for the Democratic ticket and
denied them all. He went over the St.
Louis convention situation, spoke of his
own part there, and then urged every
Silver Demoorat to vote for Parker. He
announced again that, inasmuch as silver
is not an issue, every Democrat can vote
for Parker. He continued :
“I am sure I have proved to the people
of this country that I have moral courage.
If I wanted to defeat Parker'and Davis I
would not skulk about under the cover of
darkness to do it. I would come out into
the open and make my fight. And if I
wanted the silver Democrats, the men who
voted for me in 1896 and 1900, to help
me defeat Parker, I would frankly ask
them to help me and I would help them.
I want nothing of the kind. I am earnest-
ly for the ticket. I want all my friends so
be for it as earnestly as I am and as
honestly.”
Some days ago Senator Beveridge made a
speech in Indiana in which he was quoted
as saying that the real test of the prosper-
ity of the country lies in the coffee-pot.
‘The workingman consumes now twice as
much coffee as he did under the last Demo
cratic President,’’ Senator Beveridge is re-
ported as saying. ‘This is the real test of
the prosperous country. We use twice as
much coffee as we did when Cleveland was
President.’’ :
Bryan referred to the coffee-pot argu-
mens. ‘‘Four years ago,” he said, ‘‘the
Republican argument was the full dinner
pail. This year it is the full coffee-pot. In
the next Presidential election it will be the
full water pitcher. We all know that cof-
fee is a stimulant. Perhaps the working-
men are using coffee because they need that
stimulant to supply the lack of food.’ ’
The speaker dwelt fora long time on
imperialism. He said he is sure the coun
try will get a constitution] government
from Judge Parker. He went into
the recognition of the Republic of
Panama by President Roosevelt, and
asked : ‘‘Would he have treated England
or France or Germany as he treated poor
little Colombia ?’’
He referred at some length to the labor
opinions of Judge Parker, analyzing some
of them, and asserting that if Parker is
elected the workingman will not be gov-
erned through the War Departments.
Says 85 Per Cent. oft Whiskey is Bad.
Gover t Chemist Declares Ci ds are In-
Jurious, Some Dangerous.
WASHINGTON, Oct. 14.—It is the opinion
of Dr. W. H. Wiley, chief of the govern-
ment burean of chemistry, that 85 per
cent. of the whiskey sold in this conntry is
not only impure, but that it consists of
compounds, all of which are injurious and
many dangerous to she human system.
‘‘Agents of this bureau will obtain as
many samples as possible of the different
brands on sale throughout the country
known to us as the compound or imitation
whiskey.
“These will be obtained from clubs,
hotels and bars of every description. Com-
parisons will be made with the real whis-
key, and the ingredients of both will be
carefully analyzed.
USUAL METHODS USED.
“From what we have heard from deal-
ers in whiskey, I am led to believe that
fully 85 per cent. of the ordinary whiskey
of commerce is the adulterated article. It
is a fraudulent transaction, and should be
prevented.
‘‘It is nos confined to the cheaper bars.
I have shown you that it is in the clubs
and it is also in the hotel restaurants.
“The imported Scotch is juss as bad.
A little creosote for the smoky flavor, a lit-
tle alcohol, one or two essences, some sugar
for Soloring, some water and you have your
tch.
It is all a fraud on the public, and much
of the article sold is bad for the system,
even in moderate quantities.’
Boston People Are Particular
Rev. Robert Collyer, whose long and
successful ministerial career has been pass-
ed chiefly in Chicago and New York, finds
the complete satisfaction of Boston-
ians in their city a source of amusement.
He says he once dreamed that he was in
the visinity of the pearly gates, and saw
two ladies approach, seeking entrance.
“Where are youn from ?’ asked St. Peter.
“We're both from Boston,’’ replied one
of the ladies. .
Well, you can come in,’’ said St. Peter,
but yon won’ like it.”’ A variation of the
same anecdote is the story of a Boston
woman who had passed within the gates
and was taking ber first look around.
“It is very nice,’’ she exclaimed—*‘very
nice, indeed, but—this with a sigh—*i
isn’t Boston. :
—— Subscribe for the WATCHMAN.
Man Who Robbed Mint of $113,000 is
Dead.
Henry 8. Cochran, Weighmaster, who Served Seven
Years for Crime He Confessed. Gold Bars Taken
Home,
In a room overlooking the mansion and
the fine estate where he lived in 1893, when
he confessed to the theft of more than $113,-
000 worth of gold hullion from the Phila-
delpbia Mint, Henry S. Cochran died Sat-
urday in the Old Folks’ Home in Darby.
Cochran became a resident of the home
soon after his release from the eastern
penitentiary, where he expiated his crime
by serving seven years. He gained his
freedom in December, 1899.
Cochran was an octogenarian. Aged at
the time of his conviction, prison life told
upon him severely, and he emerged a shad-
ow of the full-faced, merry-eyed, com-
panionable man, who was honest for the
greater part of a long life and yielded to
temptation when his span was nearly done,
IN MINT FORTY-THREE YEARS.
For forty-three years Cochran was em-
played in the mint. During most of the
time he was weighmaster. Tempering his
marked eccentricities by personal character-
istics which made him generally esteemed,
and beloved by children, he was regarded
as the soal of honor.
There was in the old mint, in Chestnut
street, an iron cage, which held nearly forty
tons of gold bullion. Seals safely guarded
the doors, and the cage was never opened,
except to verify the value and amount of
the hullion, which was held there as part
of the old reserve of the National Treasury.
HOW STORAGE WAS FOUND.
Prior to 1895, when gold was at a prem-
inm and in great demand, the cage had
not been entered or the gold weighed since
1887. Orders came from Washington to
check up the gold in the cage.
“The Father of the Mint,”” as Cochran
was called, protested. There was gold
enough in the country, hesaid, without go-
ing through the labor and trouble of dis-
turbing sue swore in the ironcage. But the
cage was opened and the gold weighed. It
was exactly $113,423 short.
Because of his peculiar actions Cochran
was suspected. He was arrested, and im-
mediately confessed. By means of a long
stick, terminating in an iron hook, he had
pulled bars of bullion to the floor whenever
occasion offered, and dragged them to the
side of the cage.
THROUGH HOLE IN FLOOR.
There he t:ad loosened a bit of board in
the floor, which he would remove, thus en-
abling him to haul the bars under the bot-
tom of the cage and thence ous.
Replacing the hoard each time, he would
secrete the bars in his lnnch basket, a capa-
cious affair, and carry them home.
When the governments officers seized the
Cochran house in Woodland avenue, Darby,
they found that the walls were honey-
combed with seoret closets, each of which
held its share of the gold pilfered treasure.
In a safe were ingots of gold worth $4,000.
In an upper room was a smelting apparatus,
in which Cochran melted down the bars,
prior to selling the metal.
In various crannies about the Mint
Cochran had hidden $70,000 worth of gold.
There was $5080 in coin in his desk.
These finds, with what was recovered in
the Cochran house, and $20,000 which the
prisoner's bondsmen paid, nearly made
the government whole.
In a book which fell into the govern-
ments’ bands, Cochran kept what he called
his ‘*conscience account.”” His predecessor
in bis office received $2500 salary yearly.
Cochran got $2000. He estimated, there-
fore, that the government owed him $500
a year, and more besides, for overwork.
Against this debt he gredited the govern-
ment with the worth of the gold which he
filched. ¥
The Cochran estate in Darby directly
adjoins the Old Folks’ Home, where
Cochran died yesterday. The land was
long ago cut into building lots, and is
covered with houses.
U. S. Money Increased $463,991,862 Since
1900, ;
WASHINGTON, Oot. 14tb.—Ellis H.
Roberts, Treasurer of the United States,
has submitted to Secretary Shaw the an-
nual report on the transactions of the
Treasury during the fiscal year, which
ended June 30th, 1904.
Net ordinary revenues are shown to have
been $540,631,749, a decrease of $19,764,-
925 as compared with 1903, and the net
ordinary expenditures $582,402,321, an
increase of $76,303,314,
In the receipts the principal falling off
was $23,205,017 in customs, while io the
disbursements the important increases
were $11,423,446 in commerce and lahor,
$60,788,580 in Treasury proper, and $20,-
838,067 for the navy.
Unusual expenditures were $50,000,000"
on account of the Panama canal and $4,-
000,000 lent to the Louisiana Purchase
Exposition Company, which latter has now
been nearly all repaid.
But for these, the recorded deficiency of
$41,770, 577 would have been changed to a
surplus of $12,829,428,
Aggregate receipts for the year were
$1,240,292,690, and the aggregate dis-
bursements $1,221,326,701.
Since July 1, 1900, there has been a
growth of $463,991,862 in the money in
circulation, or an average of nearly $116,-
000,000. On October 1 the circulation.
reached the maximum of $31.26 for each
person, and the proportion of gold to the
whole 44.03 per cent.
In the current fiscal year the demand for
small bills, in spite of all previous addi-
tions, has been increasing.
May See Through Telephone.
When J. P. Fowler, of Portland, Oregon,
gets his new ‘‘seeing by telephone’’ device
perfected it will be possible for any
user of a phone to see the persons to whom
he is talking, or tell what ‘‘Central’ is
doing when she does not answer rings.
Mr. Fowler has achieved the result Edison
and others long have sought, bus his method
is a secret so far, as he has kept his appara-
tus in his own residence. In testing the
apparatus Miss Lillian Fowler went toa
receiver twenty-five feet away in another
room and men at the telephone could see
ber plainly in sort of camera over the tele-
phone proper. They looked into a lens-like
glass and there saw Miss Fowler's face
brightly illumined. They could see her
lips ‘move as they heard her speak.
——TF.' Potts (Green says I never tire
talking about Vin-te-na. The great work
it is doing simply astonishes every one.
I do not believe that indigestion or dys-
pepsia can exist when Vin-te-na is taken
for a short time. So strongly do I believe
shat it will relieve all forms of stomach
trouble that I am willing to run all of the
risk in the matter and will return the
‘money if you take Vin-te-na and are not
satisfied. Come in and get a bottle to-day.