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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
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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.
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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. They have had the
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