and even iy tendency to in-| Prairie dogs are said to be multiplying fast in some of the Western States that there is danger that they will over- run the country. © The Goulds, Astors and Vanderbilts are their own insurers. None of the in- rance companies, it 1s said, can boast of having these names on their lists. The purchase of 8000 Texas cattle in seventeen train loads cost Dave Rankin, the cattle king of Tarkio, Mo., $222,- 000, besides the freight expense of §30,- 000. Toronto, Canada, has sixty-eight miles . of street railways and the city receives $18, 000 a month, which is ten per cent. of the company’s gross earnings. At certain hours of the morning and evening passengers can purchase eight tickets for twenty-five cents. The New York Post publishes a letter upon the recent rain-making experiments in Texas from a writer for ¢‘whose truth- fulness and good character it vouches,” which presents rather a ludicrous picture of these experiments. He says that the alleged rain producers -‘were the butt of every joker, that they were afraid to touch off their own bombs and other rain-compelling inventions, ‘and shat they produced none of the results which have been sent over the country as having followed their explosions.” A company in St. Louis is raising mushrooms in an immense cellar, 12x90 feet, for the Western market. An in- guirer who ventured into the subterra- nean garden found an almost Egyptian farkness and a temperature of fitty to ~ Bfty-two degrees Fahrenheit. ‘The com- pany began operations in August last and has already sold 40,000 . pounds of the succulent fungi. The season of field mushrooms lasts only six weeks, and the 8t. Louis growers propose to meet the demand for the remainder of the year. Everybody knows that Queen Marg. herita, of Italy, is beautiful, says the Argonaut. But the beauty of the Queen is a public affair—a matter of State. When the doctors were consulted as to Her Majesty's surplus fat, they recom- mended Alpine climbing, At first the Queen would not hear to it. But it was represented to her that her beauty formed one of the strongholds of the royal family with the common people. So the Queen resighed herself to her fate, and devoted herself to Alpine ¢limbing. ‘ «Tt is a greet mistake,” says an archi. , tect in the New York Z7ribune, ‘‘to sup- pose that men are. becoming smaller physically. When I was in Europe, in Munich, we gave a grand ball and the city authorities decided to let the artists have the use of the medizval armor stored in the museum there. There were only two suits of armor which could be worn by us. These were the suits of giants of that time. The rest, which belonged to the ordinary-sized, strong medieval soldiers, were too small for ni. Would this not tend to show that we are larger than our ancestors were?” The achievements of T. P. O'Connor in producing within one week a compre- hensive and well-written life of Parnell 48, says Harper's Weekly, a noteworthy: but by no means unexampled instance of fast literary work. Goldsmith wrote his slassic ‘Vicar of Wakefield” under even greater pressure, for an officer of the law stood at his elbow to expedite matters. Marion Crawford’s ¢‘Mr. Isaacs” was the result of a month's work; and other authors, when the frenzy was on, have exhibited remarkable busts of epeed in composition. Horace Greeley, for ex- ample, wrote his ‘*Printer” within thirty minutes. It was composed to be read at _ @ Press Club benefit, and Mr. Greeley rose from bed at midnight to write it, - after the poet chosen for the occasion |. «had shown himself unequal to the task. The Indian exhibit in the World's rai promises to be one of extraordinary interest. It may be said that the whole untry is being laid under contribution. Among the agents charged with the work of collecting materials is 8 party of eth- mologists who are now exploring Indiana ana Kentucky. They have recently ex- cavated mounds on both sides of the Yhio River, and the discovery of many ‘and curios has® rewarded them. ong the things secured are. hatchets, ‘bears’ Slaw, porcelain and pear] . H ssuriol had high No rust the wheat to blight— Thanksgiving to the Father ‘Who has blessed usday and night. No pestilence is near us— No sound of war is heard— Pence tinkles in the shepherd’s bell, And rusting lies the sword. The brooks rush on right merrily— The song-birds seem to say, * “Praise God for every blessing sent On this Thanksgiving Day!” Friends who have long been parted, The dear old homesteed seek, > To chat of pleasures that are past, And of the future speak. All home once more, with hearts aglow © They gather round the board, : And cry in concert, fervently, * “Thanksgiving to the Lord” * All selfishness is put to flight— The wretched poor may feast On dainties that they seldom touch For thisonsday atleast. =. ~~ And e'en the felon in his cell : May taste of dainty fare— Oh, God is gracious! Shout His praise Thanksgiving everywhers! —Francis S. Smith. A THANKSGIVING BURGLAR ¢‘One o’ butter, two o’ sugar, three ©’ flour’'n four eggs,” soliloquized Aunt Hepsie Barber, as she measured out the ingredients for the children’s favorite cupcake. ‘‘Seems like that rule is like a verse of poetry, it runs off'so glib; but, my! it ain’t nothin’.to the way the cakes go off after the children gets a holt of them. Let's see, now, how many tinsful did I bake last Christmas? Six, as I'm a livin’ woman, an’ afore night their faces was all puckered down with, ‘Oh, Aunt Hepsie, ain’t there no more patties?’ as doleful as if they hadn’t had one apiece. It does beat all how much children can hold, an’ not hev an explosion. Now, I sot out to have enough this year, but I d’no’s I hev.. One good thing, that rule’s sure-—true blue, like indigo cali- ker; an’ not light’s a festher one time an’ flat’s a pancake another, like some rules. “Rules is like folks sometimes, an’ not to be trusted; they’ reall nice an’ pinicky onct or twict, an’ next time ye see ‘em they're way off the handle, an’ you've got to get acquainted with em’ all over again. That Widow Jenkins, now, she’s | that sort—well, Marion; here you are at Jast, an’ right glad I am to see yon, } # “DUSTED AND ARRANGED EVERYTHING. I expected you would be, Aunt Hep- sie, and I should have been here earlier, but company came last night and I could not get away.” A bright-faced girl had entered and was taking off her wrappings’as if per- fectly at home ‘in the farm-house, and perfectly sure of her welcome. She was of middle height and a graceful build. Her face was a very pleasing one, though just where the charm was one could scarcely determine, whether = in the bright, i eyes, the warm, sym- pathetic smile, or the winning expres- sion, but at all events it was there, if somewhat beyond analysis, and Marion Ainslie was a charming girl, with the faculty of attaching warm friendship to herself from young and old. ‘Uncle Jerry’s folks came and stopped over on their way to Watertown to spend Thanksgiving with Eli,” she explained. “They wanted me to go too, but I knew you needed me, and I can go there an- other time.” “Land sakes, child, you needn’t a- stayed for that.” Aunt Hepsie turned quickly around from her baking, I could a found some one else to help me through.” been me, would it, auntie?” The girl came and laid her bright head on the elder woman's shoulder. **And then, too, Thanksgiving isn't quite the same to me anywhere else but here.” ‘No, Marion, nobody can fill your place,” the bony old hand, withered and worn in service for others, smoothed the satiny black hair caressingly. ‘‘If ‘you was really my own darter, I couldn’t set more store by you.” A crimson flush overspread the soft brunette cheek. : ‘You haven't heard anything from Jack, have you, Marion?" J ‘‘No, auntie, not a word,” she sighed. “‘Just a year ago to- day, and it seems like ten.” . “What was it, child, that set him off so?” asked Mrs. Barber gently. “I've always wanted to Know, but I thought when you wanted me to hear it you'd tell me,” “Why, Aunt Hepsie, = didn’t you know?” The girl raised her head with a’ look of astonishment. ‘I supposed of course that he had told you the whole foolish story, or I should have spoken of iid : 3 tentions which Jack was pay {the sly, and intimating more 4 reall * ] speeches which cut deeper “still. ‘4 was 80 hard, Aunt Hespie, when I loved. '¥ ous, but it was not so. “1 1t best if he really cared for her, to have “But some one else wouldn’t have Aim, 4 and two i elas mind.” timae wiih Dolly a I ‘knowed that tormented widder had something or other to do with it,” interrupted Mrs. Barber energeti- { cally. cihnd she kept telling me of the at- said, until at last I taxed — i y i with it, and—you know how quick Jack’ 4 is, auntief” ‘Yes, ready to go off the handleat a ~{ minute’s warnin’ an’ then too proud to own that he’s in the wrong.” ¢¢And-he wouldn't give me a word of satisfaction as to whether she had told the truth or not, only that if I had com- menced distrusting him so soon we might as well part first as last, with other Oh, it him so. He accused me of being jeal- I only thought the matter settled rightly before it was too late.” ‘My poor little irl; and that widder.” with detestation in every tone, ‘she’s been after him thicker’'n mush ever since she took off her mournin’, an’ all her grievance is that he would have nothing ‘to say to her.” “Yes, I know that, now that it is too ing for spilt milk,” a bright tear trem- try and not spoil my Thanksgiving with tears.” For the next few hours the discussing of the measuring, weighing and beating predominated in the large kitchen and spicy odors filled each nook and cranny, penetrating to the diring-room, and even | to the parlor beyond. ‘Seems sorter useless to make pumpkin pies when Jack ain't here to eat ’em,” remarked Aunt Hespie disconsolately, “pears like there never was a boy loved pumpkin pies like he does.” ‘Perhaps that young minister who is visiting Horace will eat Jack’s share,” suggested Marion. ‘‘Ministers usually have a pretty fair appetite for good things, I’ve noticed.” ¢¢I 9’pose now Horace will be anxious style to his college friend, rejoined Aunt Hespie, reflectively. ‘When he told me he was coming, he said, laughing like: ‘I’ve been bragging on your cook- ing, auntie, and I want to show Sammy Holland what a real Thanksgiving in the country is like.”” Aft length the cooking was sll done,’ ‘the big turkey dressed and ready for stuffing, and the rows and rows of pies and rich, plummy cakes, the pan of ‘doughnuts and the heaping platter of cup cakes and another of jam tarts sug- gested a large gathering on the morrow. In Jack’s room alone, no preparation was fo be made, for Aunt Hepsie would use the room for no one but its owner; but Marion went in there with a lonely feeling in her heart, the song dying upon her lips as she did so. She lingered about the little dressing table, absently pushing in the pins which spelled ‘‘Jack” upon his pin. cushion,and thinking of him with such longing that Jack could not have re- mained angry with her could he have seen her hungry eyes. Suddenly a thought came to her—she would, prepare Jack’s room, too, as if he were coming with the rest, and with nimble fingers she dusted and arranged everything in the best possible order, pinning a spray of dried ferns and sumac upon the window curtains that the close- ness might be dispelled by the clear, keen air of a perfect Novembér day. The window opened out upon the broad verandah, and Jack had often climbed its supports and gone to his room and to bed without awakening the family, when at home. She would have been his wife now, had he not gone off in such hasty, un- reasonable anger, and she sank on ber knees by the bedside when all was done. *Oh, Jack, come back. Come back to me,” her heart cried out, and if spirit voices can become audible to each other, Jack’s spirit must have heard the earnest appeal wherever Le was. arowd of relatives at an early hour on the morrow, for a Thanksgiving dinner at Aunt Hepeie's was a treat to young and old. Mrs. Barber herself looked careworn and old. oc y ol ¥ & 2 win BACK TO ME m 7) ; I guess T was too tired to sleep well last night,” she said, as she basted the turkey, ‘for I keptturnin’ an’ twistin’ all night long, an' I dreamed o’ burglars an’ Injuns, an’ along toward mornin’ I de- clare if 1 didn’t imagine some one sneakin® around the house. I was too tired to get up an’ see, an’ I dropped oft to sleep again, an’t must been a dream ‘with the rest on’t, for there's nothing missing, an’ the silver spoons sot right on the'dining room table.” If anyone had come in for plunder they would have looked for silver first of all, so you must have been dreaming, word, dearie. He only came all and Seky’ id i ayntie, u sepliod Marion, jsemilng., AtBug | pop auntie, I was in. | enkings about that’ has o oe late, Aunt Hespie, but there's no use cry-. -bled on the long eyelashes, ‘and I will | to show off his relations in pretty good. The house began to fill with a merry young mana he looks, too.” A moment later and Marion was mak- ing her company bow to the clergyman and as.she carried hus overcoat hi hat into the hallway, she gave the dreh permission to into e 2 go 0 “And please don’t be rude or noisy,” ‘she said, warningly, ‘for Aunt Hepsey has a headache this morning.” “We won't. We'll be still as mice,” said one of the flock, confidently—as if it were a possible state of things ata family merrymaking. “PERHAPS HE'S ARMED.” The young minister was just explaining rthe difference between a spiritual and a merely intellectnal belief in Scripture, when a frightened trio of. children came scrambling down the stairs. ¢Oh, Aunt Hepsie, there's a burglar in Jack’s room; there is, and he's asleep on ‘the bed.” SA burglar. Oh, my sus! wasn’t a dreaming after all. Mrs. Barber was setting the table, and she Tairly turned pale with nervous excite- ment. : “Don't get frightened, auntie, I'll go up and rout them out. Give me the poker,” and Horace started up the stairs hurriedly, with his formidable weapon. ‘And I, too.” Uncle Drake, a’ jolly old fellow of immense avoirdupois, caught up the topgs. “I'll pinch him while Horace belabors him.” It is needless to say they were fol- lowed by an excited retinue of specta- tors, at a safe distance, however, for there was no telling what the presumably savage intruder might do when alarmed. stPerhaps he’s armed,” suggested the young minister, nervously. He had pro- vided himself with an umbrella, as he brought up the rear. . The burglar must have been in a sound slumber not t2 have heard the con- fusion of whispering voices at the door, but there was no sound within the cham: ber until Horace opened the door and peered cautiously in, the poker in hand in defensive readiness. “Jack Barber, you villian, if you haven’t been up to your old tricks of climbing in the window.” Horace’s voice came floating down the stairway in a peal of surprised laughter. ¢Jack! My Jack! cried Aunt Hepsie, pushing "her way through the crowd and rushing up the stairs. Marion, at the first sound of Jack’s name, had divined in a moment just what had occurred, that Jack had come on the early morning train,and not wish- ing to arouse the family, had crept up to his room window in the moonlight, and as she had so obligingly left it open,had found no trouble in getting in quieily, and trembling and blushing, she re- treated to the kitchen to think it over, and compose herself for the meeting with him. They had parted in anger, and she scarcely knew how to receive him now. Last night in her loneliness and grief she would nave rushed into: his arms and have shown’ all her delight and desire to undo the past; this morning she was more self-reliant, and she wisely re- solved that a little of the concession at least must come from Jack, since he had left her so cavalierly and so unkindly without just cause. She was standing there still, balancing the fork with which she had just turned the turkey, idly in her hand, when an arm stile round her waist and Jack's voice, very humble and loving, whispered in her ear: ‘Will my Marion forgive and forget?” All her pride vanished at once under the spell of the dear, familiar voice, and turning, she shed happy tears of re joicing on her lover's shoulder. ¢¢And why haven't you written to me, Jack?" she asked reproachfully, after a few moments of happy converse. J did, Marion, I wrote you a long letter asking your forgiveness for the miserable part I had taken in that wretched quarrel, but I never received a Then I ‘| word in reply, and of course I supposed you were angry and unforgiving towards me.” ; : “How could -T answer it dear Jack, when I never received its no, not one line from you in all this weary year.” s¢If I could only have known it, but not hearing made me so angry that I determined that you or no one else should know where I was, or anything about me. ” | You foolish, hot-tempered Jack,” said Marion, softly, *‘but how did you chance to come home, dear?” «I could npt keep away,” said Jack simply. ‘Ag Thanksgiving drew near, the attraction towards the old home be- came too strong to be resisted, and now that I have you again, I'm not goiag to let you go, and 1 propose that we be: married this very day. I'll for a minister directly after dinner, and we'll make it a / Faaksgiving ) Worth reniem- bering.” mao ; Well I never,” \ minister, pans to to nh aid, Hepsie had come in to look after her oe Soin EY land is a minister, and I don’t doubt but thathe'd be glad to have a ceremony to get in practice on, you know.” ¢:All the better; we'll be married before dinner then, and have a wedding dinner as well as a Thanksgiving feast. Just let me brush up my hair a bit while Mar- ion takes off her kitchen apron. The great brown turkey was an interest- ing witness of a surprisingly impromptu ceremony & half hour later. The guests were not informed of what was going on until they were all gathered around the table in their several places. Aunt Hep- sie, at the head in her best cap,and Jack and Marion at her right, Mr. Holland coming next. He officiated in a partic- ularly happy manner for a comparative amateur, and never had a jollier Thanks- giving dinner been served in the old farm- house than upon this occasion, made memorable by the presence of a burglar in the house, and the subsequent ringing of wedding bells. — Ladies’ World. a WEIS rept, The Greatest Bell-Casters., The Russians and the Chinese are be- hind the rest of the civilized world in many things, but bell-founding is not among the number, for the bells manu- factured by both nations .are not only the largest, but among the best of those made by any nation. Tt is said that before ‘the great fire by which Napoleon was driven out of Moscow there were in | the churches that city 1706 bells, each of which exceeded 15,000 pounds in weight, The capital of China, Pekin, is, according to Father Le Compte, not far behind, as in its temples there are seven bells, each exceeding 120,000 pounds, and a great number of less size. The giant bell of the world is in Mos- cow; it is poetically denominated the King of Bells, and is nineteen feet and three inches high, and its circumference round the rim is sixty feet and nine inches. Its weight can, of course, only be estimated, but, by the least calcula- tion, it is 443, 732 ‘pounds, and its value as old metal exceeds $300,000, not con- sidering the gold and silver, ‘of which there is a considerable quantity, which enter into its composition. This bell, when rung, required forty men to ring it, the clapper being swung by means of two long ropes, with twenty men at each. The great bell at St. Ivan’s, in Moscow, is forty feet and nine inches in circum- ference, its thickness just above the rim is sixteen inches, and its weight is com- puted at 127,830 pounds. The bells of Pekin have been mentioned, but next to them is the great bell of Vienna, which weighs 40,200 pounds. After these are many smaller, yet of considerable size. A bell of Olmutz, Bohemia, and a bell in Rouen; France, are about equal in size to the Vienna bell; the bell of St. Paul's, London, weighs 38,470 pounds; the bell of Westminster, 30,350; that of St. Peter's, in Rome, 18,600. Several of these bells are sounded only on very important occasions. - The 8t. Paul bell, the Vienna bell and the bell of St. Ivan’s are tolled only at the death of royalty; the bell of St. Peter's tolls at the death of a Pope. — Cincinnati Commercial- Gazette. : Two Interesting Thanksgivings of a Man’s Life, 1. Age twenty— Watching the hair coming out on his upper lip. 2. Age forty—Watching the hair coming out on the top of his head.— Judge. A Drastic Remedy. An amusing case has just been tried at Kasan, in Russia. A woman of. the pame of Outchakine was summoned be- fore the judge on the charge of beating a cousin of hers, named XKniazef. . But the accused had a complete answer fo the indictment. . ‘*My cousin gave me leaye in the pres- ence of witnesses,” she said to the judge, ¢'to trounce him well if ever ‘he broke the solemn promise he gave me at church, to give up smoking altogether.” Kniazef could not deny this. His austere relative had come upon him una wares when enwreathed in a cloud of smoke. The judge = acquitted the prisoner; but admonished her not to lay on so hard in the future. The colored people of Georgia are. prosperous and gradually acquifing wealth. They return fifteen per cent. more of property this year than they did last. They have returned $14 +196,788 worth of sexable property, A Few Condensations of Eve ring Throughout the State. William Hite, a drum major, resi McKeesport, but traveling this fall h ‘W. Van Andas’ “Electric Sparks’ company, has been brought home badly ed. Standing en a high step ladder on- a Jes house stage performing some duty, he was accidentally precipitated a distance or 15. : feet, lighting upon a chair. He may recover, - State Treasurer Boyer has-- ny Treasurer-elect Morrison cashier of . the treasury in place of the fugitive Livsey. Morrison will assume the duties of ‘the po-- sition December 1,and on May 1 will succeed Boyer. John Martin fell asleep in ’ the street at Johnstown, Monday evening. One electric: car came along and ran over his right hand... Amputation was necessary. { Charles Simms, who has been Ry in the pottery at Kittanning, was: killed Jumping from a train on the Alleghen yal y Tailroad, Saturday evening. was in East Liverpool. Charles Kelley, aged 13, was killed at Dun bar, Tuesday, while trying to climbong. © train that was in motion.’ fat A little daughter of Joseph Smith, of: Ligonier township, Westmoreland county... was kicked in the. stomach Tuesday by a= horse and fatally injured. John Farley, aged 10, was strack by =. train near Dunbar, thrown through.a frame house, and instantly killed. John Smith, of MCR sesport was attacked with a fit“of coughing and died bef doctor could be summoned. ; i Calyin, the son of Alexander. Carr; wr “while with his father, attempted to jump on = larry and fell beneath the wheels, Ww. crushed his left thigh and his right | bw Hie Funes The mangled memb puted Mi with little hope of the oy's John on. ‘William Weathery, ard Specht, Frank and Robert Min Robert James, all farmers livin Helfenstein, bad a terrible fight with bears which they encountered i mountains Tuesday while hunting were terribly lacerated, and James w Albert Darby and Lloyd Hardisk ployed in Cochran's clay mines near Ayton, were probably fatally injured Wednesda afternoon by the premature explosion of tharge of powder and dynamite. Bradford is congratulating itself over thes prospect of an electric road being constructed next year. ; ; Miss Lydia Blair, a maiden lady. Sresorbhng while sitting i in front of a g fire, suddenly lost consciousness and forward. was patially cremated, andi died befor ip arrived. William Morgan fell from the famous Sone] bridge at Johnstown and was instantly: Dr. Geo. Fassett, of Fosten hile wal from Kinsley on the D. L struck by a passenger Ns oN kilied A 9-month-old child of E. P. Richardson, of Johnstown, choked to death Friday-even= ing ofa piece of apple. Near 8. Petersburg, Saturday, John H.. Elder lost his life in a runaway accident. J. M. Nicola, of Allegheny, was struck by: a freight train at Greensaurg, Saturday, ands instantly killed. = Diphtheria is prevalent in various varts Philadelphia and is spreading rapidly. The: physicians fear it may beccme epidemie Smallpox has appeared in Point Pleasany Bucks county, ' near Dowlestown, ar threatens the entire borough. Si A careful investigation of the emlook region where the worms were sbunda during the summer is not encouraging te: the owners of hemlock timber. In Portex county, where the worms - were annoying the timbers all turned brown. -In county the same condition exists. The tim ber infected with the ‘‘looper caterpillars’ in July and August is dead, and’ iu Order tos save the logs it will have to be ent down be fore it is a year older. 53 Joseph Bennett, of Butler, was awarded $2,500 damages against the Standard Plate: Glass eom any for permanent injuries Te ceived while in their employ. 5 The village of Btoneboro, Mercer county. is undergoing an epidemic of diphtheria. oe The pub He schools have been closed for twos weeks, Six children in ons. family have: died of the disease. Bert Izer, a Baltimore and Ohio brake man, was killed at Ohio Pyle by falling be— tween the cars and being literally torn tee pieces. It is now the general opinion that the : First National Bank of Corry, will not re-- sume. and that the receiver will be appoint-- ed before the last of the week. ‘Wash McNair, a leading horse dealer off" Chambersburg, made a deed of voluntary assignment. Michael Ruddy, ‘an insane miner oft Wilkesbarre, went to the cellar of his house Sunday night, poured coal oil over himself. : set it on fire, and cut his throat from’ ear to ‘ ear. The house took fire and Ruddy 3 body was burned to a crisp. W. Wyms’s dwelling at Cherry ‘Hu, near: Albion, was burned to the ground early ed day morning, involving 4 loss of 17, 000 dol lars. Mr. Wyms and family made a narrow" escape with their lines. The epidemic of diphtheria at Stonebore. is not so serious as was at first feared. J be strong company has been Sspanized lor etl operations on a lead find in a h on the Hulings farm, two miles Y &F Mead ville. In a runaway ace ident near Greonsbise. § Sunday afternoon, a 10-year-old danenere os William Dunlap was fatally i injured, 5 La § FOUR MEN BURIED ALIVE By the Bursting of a Water Pips be Brooklyn: Four Men Rescusd. 2 New York, Nov. 23—Four men were bur-: ied alive and four others narrowly escaped a like fate, by the bursting of a conduit - of the Ridge water works, supplying Brook lyn. Thenren were at workon an ‘ex-- tension of the conduit when the pips= burst and submerged them. Ambulance calls’ were at once sent out and the engineer” at the pumping-house ,was notified of the: disaster and at once shut off the engi | The fire department was called ont and fo work to rescue the unfortunate men in: the trench. The dead are: Hugh Murphy, employed as a derrickman; Philip Selon, timber bracer; Jos. Cozine, employed : laborer; Frank Bezune; killed while fying to rescue the foregoing. Diphtheria § Spread by Kisses, rns West Chester, Pa:, Nov. 23.—To markable cause the epidemic "at C! Wi ‘Chester county, is assigned = A lady of 4a village visited friends in Brooklyn, came home with diphtheria in an undevel-- oped stage. Every lady friend and ehild & kissed soon complained of sore throat d later of diphtheria. Forty e ave now Yietimms of the disease. Cle Inhaled Natural Gas and Died, Troy, Ohio, Nov. 18.—An aged James Ellis and ayife, were found their home to-day from inhaling. n z88, and their three children oe scious, but may live, - ~The Summing in he oox cook sto: but, po
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