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
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ol
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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