EE NE Nt kiIntive SIR JASPER’'S ADVENTURE. AMBBTRLAAPAE THERES T ERIE Sir Jasper Peters was the fortunate son of a man who had made a large fortune in trade, and who had then devoted himself to one of the great political parties with so much dogged- ness that he had been rewarded by a baronetcy without ever having had to expose the defects of his early educa- tion by making a long speech in the house. Whatever his party did was right; that was his motto, and he had lived up to it with a simplicity which had brought its inevitable reward. The consequence was that his only son was able to give up any .active share in the business, and to play at being a country gentleman of patri- archal descent, while his wife could assume the airs of a Lady Bountiful on the one hand, and, outshine all the great ladies of the neighborhood by her diamonds, on the other. Peterscourt, the country seat of the distinguished pair, was of course an old place where many generations of ancestors—of somebody else—had lived their litile day. It was a largg, rambling, two-storied building, dating from some far away period, and altered in the castellated style in the early years of Victoria's reign. Beautifully situated in the southern part of the couniry of Dorsetshire, it was a little too far away from London to be quite to the taste of Lady Peters, who was ambitious of playing a great part in society, and who would often run up to town for a few days at a time, while her husband was enjoy- ing his dignified seclusion within the well wooded grounds and park of Pet- erscourt, It was on one of these occasions, when the baronet was sitting in soli- tary state in his great library after dinner, his little electric lamp on the table behind him and a pile of litera- ture suitable to a country gentleman by his side, that he was disturbed in his leisurely perusal of his paper by the sound of a footstep on the gravel outside, He had scarcely raised his head, when, to his surprise and alarm, a man in the unmistakable dress of a convict, panting, breathless, with starting eyes and hanging jaw, leaped upon the window ledge from outside, and then fell, exhausted, upon the carpet. “By Jove!” cried Sir Jasper as he sprang up and made for the bell. But the man was too quick for him. Panting still, indeed, but recovering himself sufficiently to stagger to his feet and across the floor, the unwel- come visitor threw himself upon the terror stricken baronet, and stooping at the same moment for the poker, which he was near enough to reach, hc growled out between his set teeth a threat to “do for” that unhappy gentleman if he so much as uttered a call for help. Sir Jasper gurgled out a promise to refrain, which he did not mean keep, and the man thereupon let him down again into the arm-chair from which he had risen, and suddenly altered his threatening tone for one of abject en- treaty. “Look ’ere, guvnor,” said he, in a thick, hoarse whisper, moistening his mcuth as he spoke, still standing near and holding the poker in his hand, but no longer menacing his unwilling Lost. “I don’t want for to do yer no arm. I'm not so bad as what you'd think for to look at the dress I've got on.” “Youre a c—c—conviet!” stam- mered Sir Jasper, half timorous and half surly. “You've escaped from Portland!” The man frowned uneasily. “Well, so’s a many more than me been convicts, and a many as deserve it a precious sight wus nor what I do,” said the man. And as he spoke he threw from time to time an an- xious glance toward the window by which he had entered. “But this ain't no time for to throw my failings in my face. I’m a ’unted man, that’s what I am. The warders is after me » “What!” criel Sir Jasper, with something so like relief in his face tkat his guest scowled him promptly into silence. “Surely, guvnor, you wouldn't go for to betray a 'unted man, a noble gentle- man like you, with everything ’and- some and comfortable about him! You wouldn't go for to give up a poor wretch that begs you to give nim a change of clothes, would you? Ah—h-—h!” The sound he uttered was an inde- scribable one, as he suddenly straignt- ened himself and listened with strain- ing ears to the unmistakable sound of a rapid footstep on the gravel, “They're coming! They've traced me ‘ere! For mercy’s sake, sir, don’t give me up!” The baronet looked at the close- cropped head, with the ugly ears standing out on each side, and the coarse features distorted with fear, with a disgust he found it hard to hide. He, too, heard the approaching footsteps, and secretly congratulated himself upon his prospective deliver- ance from his tormentor. Before he had time to answer the man’s entreaties the noise of footsteps ceased; the convict threw one glance at the window, a second glance round the room, and then he made for the door with all speed. Sir Jasper jumped up from his chair and ran to the window. Yes, there, at the distance of but a dozen steps, was one of the prison warders, with a carbine in his hand. He was standing still and looking about him. Jt was evident that for the moment he had lost the track of his quarry. Sir Jasper beckoned to him quickly. “Warder!” cried he. “Warder! This way!” The man turned and came rapidly toward him. He was a tail, strong, fine looking man, with shrewd eyes and clear cut features; and, even as Sir Jasper called him, he was smit- ten by a sense of the inequality of the contest between this stalwart, well- fed, handsome pursuer and the under- sized, lean, grizzled rascal of whom he was in pursuit. Saluting as he came, the warder was under the window in a moment. “You are leoking for a convict who has escaped?” said the baronet. “Yes, Sir Jasper.” “You know me, then?” “Why, yes, to be sure, we all know Sir Jasper Peters,” said the warder with a smile. ‘Have you seen any- thing of the man, sir?” “Yes, yes; he’s in my house at this moment,” answered Sir Jasper, in- stinctively lowering his voice with a sort of fear of retribution at the hands of the hunted man if he were to learn he was betrayed. “Where, sir, where?” Even before the baronet had finished the sentence the warder had put his hand on the window sill and sprang into the room, Sir Jasper pointed to the door. “He got away through there the mo- ment he heard you coming.” The warder looked at him in con- sternation as he crossed the room. “Then I'll be bound he’s rifling your stiong room, sir,” said he. “The man’s one of the cleverest safe thieves in England, and he’s got some sort of tcols with him he’s managed to make; and as you have got plenty of stuff to steal, I'll be sworn he’s having a shot at it.” “W—w—w—what!” stammered the startled baronet. “How can he know?” Already he was leading the warder out of the room and across the hall, in the direction of the strong room. “These chaps know ’most every- thing. Goodness only knows how. Else why should he come straight here? It’s miles from the prison, your house is, and there's many a place he might have took in on his way, in- stead of making straight for here! It was my guess to come this way, the only one of the lot to believe he'd got so far.” The baronet was hunting for his keys. They were standing together at the door which led into the base- ment and as Sir Jasper turned the handle he said,—— “We'd better have the butler with us, had we not?” The warder smiled, and raised his carbine. “I think this will be protection enough for us both, Sir Jasper; and I wouldn't call the man if I was you. You're never quite sure, with men ser- vants, whether they'll be a help or a hindrance.” So the two descended together into the basement, looking and listening, but without coming upon any trace of the escaped coavict until they reached the strong room door, Sir Jasper turned up the electric light in the opposite wall, and heaved a sigh of relief as he saw that tnere was no sign of any attempt having been made to tamper with the lock. The warder, however, was stooping to listen at the tiny keyhole and mak- ing a sign to the baronet to keep quiet. Then he nodded and came to- ward him. “Will you listen at that door, sir, and tell me if you hear anything?’ he asked. Trembling, and sick with alarm, Sir Jasper took his place at the keyhole. “I—I fancy I hear a kind of scratch- ing,” whispered he at last. The warder nodded. “That’s it, sir. That’s our man at work!” Sir Jasper stood up. “But how did he get in?” said he, with white lips. The warder shook his head. The baronet took his little key from his watch chain and proceeded to fit it in the lock. “Have a care, sir!” Sir Jasper, thus warned, opened the door most cautiously, and flung it wide. Then, hastily pressing the but- ton just inside, he flooded the small apartment at once with light. He drew a long sigh of relief—there was nc one there. “And the jewelry—is that all right, Sir Jasper?” The baronet advanced into the room and opened a safe at the father end. Lady Peters’ emeralds and diamonds were almost world famous, and a sud- den momentary doubt flashed through the baronet’s mind as to the wisdom of letting even the prison warder know the exact place where they were kept when her ladyship had them for use in the country. But a glance at the warder reas- sured him. The stalwart guardian had his watchful eye, not on the safe where the baronet was busy, but on the dark corners inside and outside the room, and even as he looked about him he held his carbine ready in case of a surprise from unseen enemies. “It’s all right!” cried Sir Jasper, with relief, as he came to the snug vel- vet nest where the jewels were spark- ling. But even as he uttered the words the warder’s cry broke upon his ear,— “Ah, would you!” And, looking around, Sir Jasper saw the convict rush past the warder from some unseen corner outside, and, ! Netherby and Fletcher. jerking up the arm which held the carbine, make a dash for the jewels. The next moment, before the baronet had time to make all safe, he per- ceived that the warder’s weapon had fallen to the ground, and that his right arm hung limp, while he cried out excitedly,— “8eize him, Sir Jasper, seize him! The convict, even as these words were uttered, was springing upon the baronet, who, good man, living an easy life, was not in condition to grapple cn equal terms with the lithe, spare frame of his assailant. In another moment both were on the floor, the convict on the top. There was a short, sharp struggle, during which the baronet felt him- self for some moments blinded, chok- ing. Then the man was pulled off him by the superior force of the war- der, who even with one arm disabled, knew a trick or two which made him more than a match for his man. “Now sir, up with you and help me with him,” cried the warder, waile the convict muttered curses on them both and vainly struggled to get free. It was some seconds even then be- fore the warder was able to clap the handcuffs on the desperate prisoner, at the cost of much pain to himself from his wounded arm. But with the baronet’s assistance he at last over- rowered the wiry rascal and dragged him upstairs, where, with the help of the men servants, who now, hear- ing the noise of the scuffle, joined their aid to the master’s, the convict, ¢till definant and sullen, was led out of the house and hoisted up into a light cart which happened to be within hail. “To Portland!” cried the warder, as barely remaining long enough to re- ceive the congratulations of the baro- net, he sprang up in the cart and laid a powerful detaining hand on the rascal’s shoulder, Then Sir Jasper, who was some- what dazed as a result of these un- wonted exertions and excitements, turned back to the mansion with a sigh of relief and a distinct conscious- ness that he was considerably bruised, He could not, however, wait to at- tend to his wounds or even to ascer- tain the extent of them, as he sudden- ly remembered that he had left the door of the strong room open, and that even the safe where his wife's jewels were kept was still unlocked. As the lights were burning both in- side and outside the strong room, however, it was a matter of a few seconds only to retrace his steps and to regain the velvet nest where the gems lay. ‘What was his amazement, his hor- ror, to find, on looking into the case which he had previously opened, that the chief treasure of the collection, his wife’s tiara of hung emeralds mounted in brilliants was gone! The unfortunate baronet stood for a moment petrified by his discovery. He could not remember at what point of the hurried proceedings of the last half hour it was that the convict had had the opportunity of seizing the jewels; yet that he had made good use of some momentary chance was only too plain. A trembling examination of the other cases showed that a magnificent that the rest of the collection was safe. Scarcely able to walk, the baronet made ail safe and tottered upstairs. “Order the phaeton around at once,” said he to the first servant he met, and then, as he paced up and down the hall, he debated the chances of his ever recovering the property. He knew well enough that if the rascal were to take the jewels back to Portland with him the search he would undergo would discover the stolen property; but his fear was that the man, whom the warder had de- some means of getting rid of them on the way. If they were to be flung into a ditch or into the sea, wnat was his chance of ever seeing them again? The minutes seemed hours as he drove along in the darkness toward the prison, and when he leaped to the ground and addressed the warder wino opened the door his voice was cracked and broken as he stammered out,— “I—1 want to see the warder who brought the escaped prisoner back.” The man stared at him intently. “What escaped prisoner, sir? There has been no escape of a prisoner.” “Oh, yes, there has,” said Sir Jas- per, impatiently. “I tell you he was caught in my house—Peterscourt— not an hour ago.” 1'ne warder looked at him, recog- nized one of the magnates of the neighborhood, and begged him to step inside the lodge. Sir Jasper, with a terrible sinking of the heart, accepted the invitation, gave a minute account of what had taken place, and was shocked to see a more dubicus look come over the warder’s face. When he paused, the man said,— “I’m very much afraid, Sir Jasper, that you stand a poor chance of see- ing your jewels again. You've been the victim of a very artful robbery, and, by your description of the men, I should think it was the work of If it is them, and they've pulled off a big thing like that, IT should thing they'll be out of the country before tomorrow morn- ing. They've evidently laid their plans very well, down to having the cart in waiting to carry them off. I'm 19 very sorry for you, Sir Jasper, but. you’d better drive to the nearest po- lice station and lodge your complaint at once. It’s your only chance, and I'm afraid it’s a very poor one.” And so poor Jasper found. Not only were the police convinced that he had been robbed and that he stood a bad chance of recovering his property, but it even seemed to him that they tcok a misguided pleasure in hearing every detail of the affair at great length, in order to express some- thing very like admiration of the means by which the two artful scoun- drels had possessed themselves of the jewels. “Then—then it must have been the one that pretended to be a warder that took the things!” he stammered, white with rage. “That’s it, sir,” said the officer, cheerfully. “While you was on the floor struggling with the conviet—I mean the cone dressed like a convict— why, the tall chap was helping him- self!” Sir Jasper groaned. “He never seemed to look at me or the safe either!” sighed he. “He's the mort artful rogue I ever heard of, and I'd give the world to see him in the dock!” Sir Jasper did have that pleasure some six months later, when Nether- by and Fletcher, after having expatri- ated themselves for a time, rashly re- turned to their native land. The baronet had the satisfaction of seeing them, forlorn and dejected, re- ceive a sentence of some vears penal servitude. But neither he nor Lady Peters ever saw the jewels again.— Black and White. QUAINT AND CURIOUS, You cannot swear at or abuse any- body in the Japanese language. The worst you can say of anybody is that he is a “fellow,” and if you want to express your very, very pointed indig- nation you shout, “There, there!” A German has arrived in Vienna, Austria, after walking 14,000 miles pushing a perambulator containing his wife and child. On an average he cov- ered 20 miles a day, and often gave lectures in the evening. MODERN LEBANON CEDARS. Survivors of the Groves That Are Cele- brated in Biblical History. At an elevation of about 6000 feet above the sea, on the left of the road to Baaelbek, is a group cf the noblest specimens of the vegetable kingdom | in the East, which are believed to be thousands of years old and the rem- nant of the far-famed cedars of Le- banon, of which David and Solomon sang, and from which came the tim- bers for the temple. Djebel-el-Arz (the mountains of the cedars), which rises 7770 feet, is gen- erally covered with snow, and today is draped in a mantle of unusual thickness, which trails way into forest and the foothills; for there were a heavy rain and a sharp frost last night. As I have explained before, the term Mount Lebanon is mislead- ing. There is no peak of that name, which is applied to a lorty range with several conspicuous summits extend- ing about one hundred mutes from the | neighborhood of Damascus to the sea and being about 25 miles broad from base to base. The most | elevated peaks are those that I have just named, Mount Hermon, 9383 | feet; Daharel-Kudhib, 10,020 feet; Je- | bel-Makmai, 10,016; El Miskysch, 10, 037; Fum-el-Mizab, 9900; Sannin, 8 960 feet. These peaks are broken by rugged ridges, precipitous cliffs and deep gorges. A parallel range, which | does not reacn so great a height, is known as the anti-Lebanon. Of all the mighty forests which for- ' merly covered the slopes of Lebanon Heat from cold water seems fabu- lous, but it is an established fact. The water is aecomposed by electricity into its constituent gases, hydrogen and oxygen. When these gases are reunit- ed the act of combination causes the evolution of intense heat. The well- known theatrical limelight is an ex- ample of this. At the Paris Mont-de-Piete is an ‘Empire clock pawned in 1835 for $30, an old silver lid pawned 70 years ago and a bit of lace pawned 75 years ago i for $2.50. For all these things the contract has been religiously renewed every year by somebody. But the oad- est of these oddities is a common old umbrella in green gingham, in value perhaps worth 50 cents to a connois- seur. The pledge for this has been steadily renewed for 63 years. The curious custom of marriage by proxy still exists in Holland. A Dutch gentleman residing in Batavia was re- cently united by proxy to a young lady residing with her parents at Amster- dam, and, incongruous as it seems to our ideas, the bridegroom’s sister rep- resented him and took the young lady in his name ‘for better or worse.” It seems that the young man was tired of waiting for his old love‘any longer, tut found that she would not be mar- ried unless her mother was present. Her parents would not go to Batavia and he could not go home. A compro- mise was happily possible, as they ‘were both Dutch subjects, by the lady Leing married with her relations around her, and she has now sailed for Java. The British government has lately caused a survey to be made of several islands in the Indian ocean, and in the published account of it mention is made of some peculiar crabs of the “Lermit”’ species that were found there. It is said that they were once inhabitants of the sea, but having abandoned it for the land, they retain their habit of protecting the under part of the body by some hard cov- ering. To do this, they take posses- sion of shells abandoned by other sea- animals, and of anything of a similar nature that they can find. One was observed running about with a bro- ken cocoanut shell as its protection, but the awkwardness of such a “house” did not seem to interfere with either its locomotion or its com- fort. Shot by an ¥squimo Hunter, . Wild geese and brants are known to travel, during the migratory season, very far south. Recently a large wild gcose was killed not far from Spokane City, Wash., which had evidently winged its way from the remote Eski- mo lands. When the hunter picked up the bird he was surprised to ob- serve a slender piece of ivory protrud- ing from its breast just below one of its wings. With much difficulty he succeeded in pulling out the piece, for the flesh had grown tightly around it. It proved to be an arrowhead, about eight inches long, which had some queer carvings on the stem where it nad been fastened to the shaft. The carvings were delicate, though quite distinct. On a careful inspection by some Klondike miners the carvings were pronounced to be of Eskimo orig- in. No arrowpoint of that kind was ever known to have been used by the Indians of Washington or British Co- lumbia. The head was of fine ivory, no doubt carved from a walrus tusk. Evidently the goose had been shot by an ‘Eskimo hunter in the Arctic re- gions, the wound had healed, the flesh had grown around the weapon, and in ite long flight the bird had no doubt broken off the arrowshaft.—Scientific American. An Owl’s Diet. Eighty pigeons had their eyes pick- ed out recently by an owl which en- tered their loft by night at Nordhan- sen, Prussia. before picked out the eyes of a whole litter of kittens which were in the same building. The same owl the night’ only five remain today, and they are | limited in area. The Iloftiest trees and those most celebrated for their an- tiquity are found near the: town of Becherre at an altitude of 6300 feet. and are known as “The Cedars of God”—“The Cedars of Lebanon which He hath planted;” and, according to the botanists who count their age by the circles in their trunks, they are 3000 or 4000 years old. Like the im- morta] cliffs that tower above them, they have watched the passage af a procession of kings down the centu ries led by David, Solomon and Hiram, with a rearguard commanded by Kai- ser William II of Germany. They are not so large nor so lofiy as the great trees or California, but their antiquity and associations make them the most interesting groves in the world, and pilgrims come here to worship them. The best authorities are sure that we make no mistake when we revere them as the surviv: ors of that forest whence _..ram obh- tained vue timber for Solomon’s tem- ple. The logs must have been carried down to the coast by hand. conveyed by sea in rafts to Jaffa and thence carried over the mountains to Jeru- salem. It is said that 30,000 men were at work in ‘the forest for 12 years and re- lieved each other every month in bod- ies of 10,000 men, who were organized and managed like an army. David obtained here the timber for his pal- ace, and Zerubbabel in constructing the second temple. The timbers in the temple of Diana at Ephesus and in the temples at Baalbek came from the same forests, and we know that the Phoenicians shipped much cedar to Greece, to Egypt, ang to other places on the coast of the Mediterr- anean, not only before but for centuries after the days of Hyram, the mighty King of Tyre. The remaining forest consists of about 400 trees. The tallest exceeds 100 feet and the largest is 56 feet in circumference, In the midst of the forest is a small chapel in which the Maronites worship and where they hold great feasts on the anniversary of the Transfigura- tion and other ecclesiastical holidays. Below the forest is a beautiful lake about half a mile in length, and a quarter of a mile in breadth, fed by in- numerable springs that gush from the surrounding rocks. Upon the bank was once a temple to Venus, and ac- cording to mythology (and the same story is tcld of the Egyptian goddess Isis), that amiable lady took refuge here when she fled from the Tphon who had killed Adonis, and trans- formed herself into a fish. Her daugh- ter, Dercetis, was her companion, and suffered a similar fate.—Chicago Rec- ord-Herald. Where Street Bands Come From. Very few people know how or where German street bands spring from, but they may be interested to know that it is a regular business, carried on by agents who are of the same national- ity and who are fairly well established on this side. Most of the men who come over are from the Black Forest and have a little knowledge of brass instruments, and they immediately make for an agent of this description. One of these agents keeps all kinds of brass instruments in his house and could turn out his German bands by the dozen to annoy the poor, suffering ratepayers of the district. There may be many more, we know, who may Lave commenced in the same way be- fore they appeared as full-blown pro- fessionals.—Leslie’s Weekly. Ideality of Dancing. A dancing master has propounded a new system of how to dance well. Ac- cording to his theory, the only perfect waltzer is the poet, the painter, the philosopher, or the man with high ideals. This is how he experesses himself: “The three elements of grace are grav- ity, flexibility and force. Physical cule ture should educate each muscle of the body, and when the body is under the complete control of the will, if the mind have high ideals and ennobling thoughts, the man will be graceful. From this flows the wonderful guality of personal magnetism.” In the “business world there is often such a thing as 8 successful fajiure. the | KEYSTONE STATE NEWS CONDENS PENSIONS GRANTED. | Industrial Celebration—Dislocated His: Neck—Purchase Copper Mines. Granger's Picnic. Among the new names placed on the pension role during the past week were: William P., McCleery, Troy, $8; Edward Ackley, Bradford, $12; Byron {N. Crandall, Hazelhurst, $24; Bobert | L. Harrison, Glassport, $12; Allen { Hall, Trough Creek, §$i2; Walter | Baker, Dormantown, $12; John Ford, | Bradford, $10; Péter Mundanial, Har- bour Creek, $17; George H. Galbraith, Natrona, $8; George W. Kepple, Kay- Jor, 88; Augustus Shellenhammer, i Hogestown, $8; Jerusha A. Eckert, | Woolwich, $8; Lucy A. Crayton, Ath- ens, $8; Eliza G. Vance, Allegheny, ss; Mary Sullivan, Corry, $12; War {lace Moore, Bradford, $12; Henry J. { Miller, New Franklin, $12; Hiram Rey- } molds, Erie, $8; Jas. J. Smith, Blan~ { chard, $12; Charles Metz, Oil ony | $12; Martin Campbell, Lilly, $8; Rich: lard Every, West Franklin, $14. Sensational allegations are made im la petition filed in court at Hollidays- | burg by Mrs. Emma Ike asking ‘for an issue to determine the validity of judgment notes for $9,000, confessed by her late husband, Dr. E. M. Ike, in favor of his father, Jerry Ike. mrs. i Ike alleged that there was no con- | sideration for the notes, and that her: husband entered into a conspiracy | with his father to deprive her of her inheritance at his death because she might remarry. She further made the startling disclosure that her hus- band’s death was not natural, but pre- meditated. Mrs. M. E. 1 .Biddle and Mrs. Thomas Newbold, of Philadelphia, daughters of the late Dr. William A. Irvine, one of the early settlers of Warren county, presented to the bor- ough of Warren deeds for a large tract of land lying along the south hank of the Allegheny river, between the bridges of the Pennsylvania rail- road, to. be used for public park pur- poses. The new battleship Maine has re- turned to Cramp’s Shipyard, Philadel- phia from her. trial trip over the: Cape Ann course. The vessel is said to have made a new coast record on the run between the Boston lightship: and the Overfalls lightship, off the Delaware Capes, covering the distance: of 410 miles in 24 hours 10 minutes. Elgin B. Saylor, for many years. chief operator in the Western Union Telegraph Company’s main office in Philadelphia, has been appointed. sup- erintendent of the Eighth district of the company, with headquarters at. Pittsburg. The appointment takes ef- fect September 1, and Mr. Saylor will relieve J. D. Flynn. The American Iron and Steel Manu- facturing company at Lebanon, has. started a set of rolling mills with negro laborers imported from kKeading and other points. The three plants have been idle since May 1, the com- pany refusing to grant an increase to the puddlers. Fire at York, supposed to be of in- cendiary origin, started in the rear portion of the Palace of Amusement buildings and destroyed property valued at $60,000. During the fire the roof fell, injuring , four firemen slightly. ' Thousands of farmers .and their families from all sections attended the Grangers’ big exhibition at Wil- liams’ grove, Carlisle. The principal address was made by Major George C. Groff, late superintendent of pub- lic instruction in Porto Rico. Peter L. Kimberly, of Sharon, and his associates have purchased the: Balakiala copper mine near Reading, Cal., mine under bond for the past year, and paid $65,000 down and since have: gpert $50,000 prospecting. John C. Bullitt, prominent Philadel- phia lawyer, for many years identified with public affairs and interested in many lines of investment, died, aged 78, at his summer home at Paoli. He was ill. only a week. William Hawathorn, alias Joseph: Manning, who shot Policeman Me- Kibbon at Oil City, waived a hearing and was bound over to court. The wounded officer is still in a pre- carious condition, Miss Mary Adams, a school teacher of Hookstown, was held up on the: public road while riding, but man- aged to get away from her two as- sailants after beating them with her: riding whip. The new plant of the Jessop Steel. Co., Washington, will be placed in operation about October 1. The citi- zens of the town are arranging an in- dustrial celebration to be held on: that date. The Philadelphia Rapid Transit. Company is considering a project to. sell six car tickets for 25 cents. It is understood that the sentiment of the board is generally in favor of making. the change. The borough of Beaver Falls has sued the Postal Telegraph Company for its pole tax and the Western Union Telegraph Company to recover payment for ordinances passed. Albert Letsick, a miner, working in the Loyalhanna "shaft at Bens Cree’, was killed by a fall of slate, At Hollidaysburg Hugh Tussey, a young athlete, was drowned in the rapids of the Juniata river, The local school authorities at New Castle have announced that no chil- dren will be admitted to school at the opening ef the fall term who have not been vaccinated. Nelson Weddle, of West Newton, writes from New Mexico that the mine in which local capitalists are interest- ed has developed richly. Dogs in the pound at New Castle had been starving so long until dis- covered that they ate two of their companions. Clyde Seagles, a 10-year-old boy of Titusville, fell from a hay loft and dislocated his neck, but will recover. building, spread to several adjoining, . for $650,000. 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