A SAD
SORT OF
CASE.
203%. HE haze of autumn after-
A noon was spread’ iike a
eT
@Q veil of golden gauze over
the foothills of the Sierra,
wo deepening into purple shad-
ows iu the canyons and fading into a
paler but opaque blanket where it
stretched away toward the west above
the valley of the San Joaquin. Pas-
sengers on the coach rolling down the
Yosemite stage road through the for-
est caught glimpses of the lower hills
and the shoreless sea of yellow haze
beyond them, and regretted that they
were soon to leave the cool, bracing
air of the mountains and plunge be-
neath that sea of dust and smoke
into the quivering heat of the plains.
They threw back” their shoulders and
inhaled deep draughts of air laden
with the pungent odors of pine and
fir, and felt that it was good to be
alive.
The coach rolled over the thick car-
pet of dust, laid by the long rainless
summers upon the road, silently save
for the creaking of the harness and
the occasional grinding of the brake;
and the stillness of afternoon in the
forest was broken only by the tapping
of a woodpecker fitting acorns into
the holes he had drilled in dead trees
during the summer, or by the rustling
fall of a cone from a lofty sugar pine.
Yosemite had exhausted the exclama-
tory vocabulary of the garrulous, and
awed the judicious into reverent si-
lence, and even the man from Phila-
delphia had ceased asking questions
of the driver.
A deer crossed the road and trotted
lightly up the mountain side, a dun
shadow flitting among the red-brown
trunks of the pines, and Bock Gridley
only pointed toward it with his whip.
The passengers whispered and gazed
at the graceful animal, bt made no
sounds that might alarm it. They felt
the brooding stillness of the Sierra,
and unconsciously fell into the mood
of the autumn afternoon. When the
whip-like report of a rifle shot, faint
and far, but not to be mistaken, came
echoless to their ears, they felt vague
resentment at ‘the intrusive sound.
The coach swung around a sharp
bend at the foot of a steep grade, and
the horses were at a walk, when a man
stepped from behind a tree jnto the
road and held up his hand. He was a
red-bearded giant, ‘massive and pow-
erful. He wore only a blue shirt, open
at the throat and chest, and overalls,
His feet anid his head were bare; and
his hair, the eolor of the Sequoia’s
bark, was tousled like an urchin’s, In
his right hand Ire held a rifle. -
Rock Gridley’s foot, was on the brake,
and he had the team well in hand. In
an instant the coach came to a dead
stop, and the passengers had the first
thrill of an adventure with stage rob-
bers; which most of them half hoped
for and more ‘than half dreaded from
the hour when they first took seat in
a California stage coach.
(At first glance th® blonde giant pre-
sented a formidable figure, but the
menace of his huge form and his
weapon was belied by his ruddy, jo-
cund visage, and the passengers felt
like apologizing for their tremors
when they saw, instead of a mask, the
wide, blue eyes and frank smile of the
mountaineer. 3 »
“Howdy, Rock?” was the stranger's
greeting to the driver.
“Hello, Wes,” Tosponded Gridley.
What's up?’
“Seen anything of an “Injun as you
came along?’
‘“‘Reckon so. Feller went down ‘into
the gulch this side of Chinquepin.
Moccasin tracks crossed “the road at
Frenchy’s oak. After him?”
“Kind of; but. guess he’s hittin’ the
high places an’ won't come back.
There's; another one in the road down
by my shack. . Watch out and don’t
run over him, Rock.”
“Accident?”
“Kind of.”
“Going back?
“Might as well.”
The big man climbed to the box be-
side the driver, and the eoach went
on down the grade. At intervals there
was a low rumble of the big man’s
voice, unintelligible to the passengers,
to which the driver responded with
occasional grunts and nods; but none
of the passengers ventured to ask ques-
tions, although their curiosity was ex-
cited tq a keen pitch by the vague
hints conveyed in the first brief col-
loquy.
Perhaps a mile farther on the road
doubled a spur of the mountain, and
came into a straight ang comparatively
level stretch of a few hundred yards.
Perched above the road was a cabin
of unpainted boards, and opposite, in
a clearing, was a rough shed. In
the middle of the road, between the
shacks, lay a dark, huddled object,
an insistent blot in a patch of intense
yellow sunlight.
The passengers leaned out over the
sides of the coach, stared at the dark
figure, and talked in low, hushed tones,
but the driver and his: companion
seemed to pay no heed to it and ‘made
no comment as they approached. The
leaders swerved, pricked their ears
forward, and blew short blasts through
their nostrils when they came near
the object. and Rock Gridiey spoke to
them sharply and set the brake, bring-
ing the team to a halt.
Two of the passengers jumped out
and stepped quickly toward the body,
while the others gazed at it in
faseination. Wesley Lee. the red-
bearded giant, descended deliberately
and walked over to the group.
awed
“The man is dead,” announced onc
of the passengers, turning a keen look
upon Wesley's grave countenance.
> | dian!
J know.
“I ’lowed he might be,” said Wes,
softly. :
“He's been shot. Here's
in the back of his head.”
“You don’t say! Now, that's cur’ous,
ain't it? Rock, this gentleman says
the diseased is dead,.an’ has a hole
in his head. I kind of #picioned that
a bullet hole
myself.”
Rock looked calmly down at the body,
nodded, and cheerfully asserted:
“Deader’'n a door nail,” was what he
said.
Wesley “lifted the limp figure easily
in his huge drms, and placed it upon
the bank at the roadside. It had lain
in the road face downward, an awk-
ward sprawl of a body, dressed ‘in a
calico shirt and faded overalls, . with
a mass of coarse black hair covering
the head and concealing the sides of
the face. Laid upon its back, it was
seen to be the corpse of an evil-looking
Indian, and Rock Gridley at once rec-
ognized it and named it. “Lame
George,” said Rock. :
“Um-ub,” said W esley.
sure enough.”
“You seem to know the man,” broke
in the alert passenger, who had been
taking note of everything. “Probably
you know who murdered him. This
doesn’t look much like an accident.”
“I'm not saying he was murdered,”
replied the big mountaineer slowly,
“but it does look bad, for a fact. I
ain't making any charges, stranger,
but there was another Injun here, an’
he's skipped. Rock seen him scootin’
through the bresh up yonder. Seeins
like there was ground for suspicion.”
The inquisitive tourist agreed with
significant emphasis that there was
ground for suspicion, and he might
have gone on to plainer speech but
for the driver's abrupt call of “All
aboard?’ There is mo arguing with
the autocrat of the box about starting
or stopping, and therefore the passen-
gers climbed quickly to their plac es,
and a crack of the whip started the
team.
“Tell the judge to send up a buck-
board for the remains, or come: along
himself if he wants to hold an in-
quest,” was Wesley's parting injunc-
tion, to which Rock replied: ‘Right.
So long!” as the coach swung along
down the grade .into the shadows of
the forest.
The alert passenger fell into a brown
study, while the others chattered ex
citedly about the grim incident oT their
journey. He had taken the seat Desipe
the driver, and presently he sid, in
low tone: “Driver, who killed Cnt
George?” .
‘ey didn't see nobody Kill him,” re-
plied Rock in a confidential tone.
“Of course, you didn’t; but what do
you think? I think .that man Wes, as
you call him, shot the Indian.”
“Stranger,” drawled Rock solemnly,
“my job is driving hosses, not thinking.
When a man forgets his job and goes
to thinking, trouble begins. I had my
lesson. Over on the Big Oak Flat road,
coming down Priest's Hill «with a full
load of tourists, I got to thinking about
something that wasn’t any of my busi-
ness, and instead of making the turn
I drove straight off the road and landed
the whole outfit in the tops ofa bunch
of bull pines in, the gulch. That's the
place they call ‘Gridley’s. cut-off’ to this
day. But don’t let that discourage
you. You keep right on thinking;
‘twon’t disturb me a bit.”
Gridley’s manner was. gravely re-
spectful, and there was no hint of
asperity in his tone. . The passenger
smiled, being a man of discernment
and some hunior; and relapsed into
fiiotahtem silence. The result of his
meditations was a resolve to stay over
a day at the little settlement at the
end of the day’s journey, and observe
the further development of the case.
He was ¢ lawyer, and therefore inter-
ested. :
At the stage station the tourists
found eager listeners to their story,
and none of the reticence which char-
acterized Reck Gridley, and the little
community was soon buzzing with the
news that Wes Lee had killed, the no-
torious Indian vagabond, Lame George.
Not one of the tourists had ventured
to make direct assertion that Wes was
responsible for the Indian's death,
but the fact seemed to be taken for
granted by the gossiners on the hotel
porch.
After the departure of the outgoing
stage in the morning there was a
general mqvement of the village popu-
lation toward the stage company’s har-
ness shop, which was also the office
of the district's sole representative of
the law, the upholder of the peace and
dignity of the State' of California,
Judge Bruce, who exercised the func-
tions of corener, notary, and comniit-
ting magistrate.
As the judge, decorously delicate.
left the hotel to go down to his ofiice,
the interested tourist joined him, gnd
began questioning him as to methods
of procedure. He learned that the in-
quiry about to be held .would be vir-
tually an inquest, but if cause for be-
lieving that a crime had been commit-
ted should appear, it w ould become, a
preliminary hearing of the case against
the person accused.
So far it was all plain to the Eastern
lawyer, although it seemed to him ‘a
crude system. ‘‘And where is the mur-
derer now 7?” he asked in all simplicity.
“The which?’ said the judge in a
puzzled tone. %
“The homicide, the prisoner.
see him anywhere.”
“Oh!” r«ponded the judge, as if light
kad been thrown upon a dark subject.
“You mean the man who killed the In-
He be along pretty soon;
es quite a few wiles away, you
”
“It’s George,
TI don’t
will
he 1
“Do you: mean. 110. say - Ye is a large?
Isn’t he in jail or ‘even under arrest?’
Itwas the judge's turn to be shecked,
and he obviously was when he tuned
an amazed face to the tourist, and
blurted out: “In‘jail!® Put a man in
jail for shooting ‘a drunken Injun!
Never heard of such. a thing in all
my life. No, sir, Wes Lee isn’t in jail
—firstly, because we haven't any ‘jail
and don’t need none; and secondly, be-
cause that’s him coming over the
bridge not more’n half an hour late.”
The big mountaineer’ Ss swinging
stride soon brought Rim. into the group
in front of the harness “shop. He had,
attired himself in lis “store clothes;
even to-necktie and Boots, his hair and
beard were carefully. combed, ‘and his
ruddy” cheeks hdd-a distinctly <goapy:
shine. The preternatural -g ity of
his countenance, assumed in" Tecogni-
tion of the official importance of the
occasion, lasted until his. fir ow-
dy,” when ‘it was shivered: and: scat-
tered in ripples” of: good: ‘nature, even
as the placidity ‘of 2 Poel: is. Treoken by
a cast stone. °° 5
Wes Lee shook. hands Syith every-
body, explained thatthe: d
miles had consumed anextra half-
hour, because he liad ‘stopped to roll
out of the road a half-ton boulder that
had fallen near Alder Creek, and pro-
posed that all hands take refreshments
before opening court. The judge stole
a- furtive glance at the disapproving
countenance of the fourist, and de-
clined with severe dignity. :
When Wes and the others returned
from the store, the court was opened
and a coroner’s jury selected by the
judge. Rock Gridley and the men who
had brought in the body of the ‘Indian
were _chosen, because, as the judge ex-
plained, they had handled the remains,
and knew many of the facts in the
case,
testimony.
and that would save taking much ;
| dremeda and the spiral nebulae do not
| table
Sa
"the Academy
of Sciences,
Paris. M. Boudouin gave clear evidence
of differences in physical and chemical
coniposition betw een arafted and non-
grafted grapes which he had obtained,
and the facts obser ved explain the more
Before
rapld ageing of wines from grafted
vipes, and also their grgater’ sensitive-
ness to pathogenic fermeits..
AL E. Meyer has shown that vege-
tables put under chlocoferm jlose much
of thelr power of emitting N-rays, and
M. Jean Becquerel has been led to try
whether this effect of anaesthetics is
not; more general. He finds that not
only organic bodies, but even inorganic
for example, sulphide of caiciun, cease
to emit N-rays when under, the action
of ihe fumes of chloroform, ether; pre:
tozide of nitrogen, ete. In fact, the
suppression cf N-rays by anaesthetics
mm: vegetables and miperals is.
alike. ]
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The study of great nebulae, like that
of O: ‘ion, has been made easier since
tle use of sliort .fociis objectives: for
pliotogthahping = the stars. M. Max
Wolf shows that the photographs
pring out in a remdrkabe way a fact
that Herschel had pointed out-—that
the great mebulde are surrounded by
nearly empty ‘spaces ‘that form veri-
stellar deserts. M, Wolf finds
that the empty space lies on only one
side of .the nebulae... A few. rare and
biilliant stars ave to be seen, but all
i smaller ones seem to have been grouped
The enly witness called was Wesley |
He told how Lame George and
Indian entered his cabin and
whisky, being already
how he refused, and |
one with a pis-
an axe; how
Lee.
another
demanded
drunk and ugly;
they threatened him,
tol and the other with
he tried to
rifle stood,
dian with the axe; how he closed in
and used him for shield and missile,
and hurled both the Indians through
the door into the road. Then Wesley's |
story became a trifle hazzy. The In-
dian with the pistol figured in it rather
vaguely; but it was clear
nrountaineer secured his rifle and fol-,
lowed the drunken redskins out of the
cabin.
“The Injun with the six-shooter was
yelling and shooting,” testified Wes-
ley, “and the fellow with! the axe,
Lame George, he was talking about
coming back and killing me some other
time. You know them Injuns, judge,
and you know they're meaner'n pizen
when they’ re drunk.”
“Lame: George was sure bad, drunk |
or sober,” said the judge; “but what
this court wants. to know is whether
his drunken companion shot him while
flourishing a pistol with malice afore-
thought and intent to do bodily harm,
or whether you killed him in self-de-
fense. Did you shoot him, Wes?’
“Now, I wouldn't want to swear that
I did,” responded the witness medita-
tively. “I pulled up 6n him with my
Winchester, but I was kinder ‘hitrried |
like, and I shouldn’t be surprised if I
shot just a leetle too iar to the right.
Of course, I'm sorry, judge.”
The court inquired if the jury desired
to ask any questions or hear any more
evidence. The jury allowed that it had
all the evidence necessary, agreed that
Lame George dead was an improved
red man, decided that nobody knew
who killed him, and hazarded the guess
that his companion was guilty, be-
ing notoriously a worthless vagabond.
The formal verdict was that a pistol
shot was the cause of death.
Court adjourned, and Wesley invited
the judge and the stranger to join
him in a visit to the store. The judge
declined the invitation with a wink
and a grimace on the side of his face
away from the tourist, and cleared his
throat to deliver a homily on the evils
of drink. “This is a very deplorable
affair, Wesley,” began his Honor im-
pressively. “This is a sort of a sad
case, so to speak.”
Wesley looked as grave as he knew
1 eagerly assented. “Yes,” he
it suraly was sad that I didn’t
re other one, too.”—New York
ne Post.
Disgraceful Deficiencies.
It is a disgrace:
To half do things.
Not to develop our possibilities.
To be lazy, indolent, indifferent.
To do poor, slipshod, botched work.
To give a bad example to young peo-
ple.
To ne ve ~ crude, brutish, repulsive
manner
To ee a talent because you have
only one.
To live a half life when a whole life
is possible,
Not to be scrupulously clean in per-
son and surroundings.
To acknowledge a fault and make no
effort to overcome it,
To be ungrateful to friends and to
t.ose who have helped us.
Not to be able to carry on intelligent
ly conversation upon current topics.
To shirk responsibility in politics, or
to be indifferent to the public welfare.
To be ignorant of the general history
of the world and of the various coun-
tries,
Not to know sg omething of the great-
est leaders, reformers, artists and mu-
sicians of the world.
Not ive intelligen
he ge 's of the world,
ns of nati
enough edt the laws
yout physiology and hys
to live healthfully and sanely,—
to hi:
and
ziene
Orison Swett Marden, in Success,
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vet to the corner where Lis
and was assailed by the In- | the
round the nebula.’ The nebula of An-
fallow the Tul e, apparently ‘forming
ahother class.
In a’ new app: aratus for measuring
ther radio-activity’ of soils. ‘and mud,
Blister and Geitel note the increase-in
the conductivity of a constant volume
of air exposed in a metal cylinder to
action of the radio- active material,
| The indications are given by a modi~
and seized the fellow around the body fied form 6f Exner's electroscope, in
J
that the!
which the leaves -are insulated by
al aber ahd a dry” atmosphere. is. pro-’
diced by ‘metallic sonium. I Measure-
ments of the effect and dea oft mud
from the hot springs of Battaglia: tend
to, show: that’ its activity is dué solely
v radium. The same investigators
8 the . theory that the conductivity
. the earth’s erust, and mention that the: |
{and
t knowledge of |
] at the phenomena. !
of the atmosphere is largely or. entirely |
due to a radio- active emanation from
conductivity of the air of closed cellars
deep holes is often fifty "times
as great as that of normal air.
For two years an exhaustive mono-
graph on a typical lake of Italy has
| been painted by the Italian Geéographi-
cal Society. The picturesque lake of
Bolsena, within easy reach from Rome,
was selected for thie purpose, and the
studies: include the geographical and
geological features,’ the painfall : and
temperature and seasoned variations,
the changes of level, the seiches or
ry thnzical pulsations eof the surface
and _ the life forms. The seiches con-
stituge one ‘of the most interesting
Thesé havea regu-
lar period of twelve or fifteen minutes,
the” rise. of the water on occasions
reaching a foot, and the oscillations
are often so marked that natives speak |
2 lake as panting. They dre nore
congpicuous at Marta than on the op-
posite. side of the lake at Bolsena, a
rise of seven, inches at the former
hei Leorrelat ed with one of four in-
ches'at the latter.
5.8
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Fi. The Sup ply of Ivory.
During a recent visit to.the London
docks, gays Knowledge and Scientific
News, Her Majesty the Queen was in-
formed that the stock of ivory then
show. represented, on an average, the
anual slaughter of some 20,000 Afri-
can elephants, This - statement has
been contradicted in two letters in the
daily papers. In one of these Messrs.
Hale, of 10 Fenchurch avenue, state
that -at least eighty-five per cent. of
the supply is “dead ivory,” mainly ob-
tained from hoarded stores of African
chiefs, who are shrewd enough to put
their commodities on the market only
in driblets. The most interesting part
of the letter is, however, ‘the statement
that the great bulk of this hoarded
ivory is obtained from “elephant ceme-
teries”—spots met with here and there
in the jungle, where elephants have re-
sorted to for centuries to die. Much of
the ivory that comes to the market
may, “therefore, according to this let:
ter, be several hundred years old. The
marvel is why it is not devoured in the
jungles by porcupines, as certainly
happens- with. tusks of the Indian ele-
phant which are left in the Jungle.
‘ Whete the Bacon Was.
There is a little dining room of the
quick-lunch order down town where a
bacon-and-beans meal is to be had at
the moderate price of five cents. The
other day a man strolled into. the place,
and, after gazing pensively on the
small quantity of bacon compared with
the beans on his ORES a the
waiter:
“Hey! I've got no bacon!
As. the waiter Finny the table
the diner corrected himself.
“Oh, yes. I beg pardop. Here it is 1”
“Did you find it?” asked the waiter.
“Yes. It got under one of the beans,”
was the answer.—New York Press.”
Telegraphing Photographs, *
Mr. Arthur Xorn, of Germany, has
published a booklet describing’ the
system by which he has successfully
transmitted photographs over telegraph
or telephone lines for a distance of 800
kilometres. The puineipal factor in the
liscovery is a certain galvanic battery.
“much {|
‘covered in our
the banquet
A FORTUNE IN A PILLOW-CASE.
How Mrs. Leonard Saved Thousands, of
Dollars From Moulded Notes. :
‘The money counters in the United
States Treasury were startled one day
by the appearance of a remarkable
looking “fat man,” who entered the
department and told a strange tale, He.
said he was an Ohio farmer and did
not believe in banks, and so had bur-
ied his money in the ground for safe
keeping. He had dug it up, and was
horrified to find that it was slowly
turning to dust, as notes will when
long buried. Panic stricken, he gath-
ered the disintegrat Zoney into an
old pillow case, bound it around his
waist beneath his clothes and started
for Washington. He traveled part of
the way on horseback, part of the way
on an Ohio River steamboat, and part
of the way by train. During the jour-
ney he never once took'off the pillow
case. He even slept with it on. The
officials at the Treasury Department
found it difficult tec make him part
with it. He did not want to go with
a clerk to a hotel for fear the clerk
might rob him, but it was manifestly
impossible for him to disrobe in the
office and -he was forced to ‘submit.
They got the money at last, and the
condition of it was so bad that Mrs.
Leonard had to be called to decipher
it.. So great was her skill that the
farmer lost only a few hundred dollars
out of $19,000.—Theodore W aters, in
Ev erybody” s Magazine.
WISE WORDS.
If happiness were a sin some people
would make the world brighter.
It tikes bread from Heaven to give
strength for the business on earth.
Ww hen a man loves God he will think
once in a while about the feelings of
men.
"The church that quarrels over the
bricks takes a leng time to build the
house. :
If a man has any selfishness in him
it will come out when he sits next the
window.
The perfect man has not been dis-
day; we are all too
modest.to reveal him.
You: may know what God thinks
aliout a man’s religion when you Know
what his children think,
How Eli Sprained lXis Ankle.
“Did you. ever hear how Eli Perkins
sprained’ his ankle? Wel, neither has
any, one else, though Perkins is willing
“%o ‘tell the story—on one condition. That
: ‘condition is tbat no one laughs until
he finislies "the story. and invariably
his auditors fail’ to weet this Ga
ment.
This is how he be
given to the
Press’ Hunforists - by the
Men's League of St. Louis:
“Your toastmaster, Mr. Frank, has
asked me to tell you how I sprained
my ankle. Well, I shai tell you, if
you will not laugh until { finish the
story; but I am afraid yeu'l! laugh, for
I have tried to tell a number of people
how I sprained my ankle, and they al-
ways laughed before I got through.
‘This is how it happened: I was on
a train going East, when there was a
wreck, The train was derailed, and
all the passengers were ore or less
shaken up, Ev erybody in the sleeping
car tried to get out as hurriedly.as pos-
sible, and in the confusion our cloth-
ing got considerably mixed. I couldn’t
find my trousers at all; but fnally I
did find a pair’ of trousers, but I
couldn’t wear ‘em. You see, they were
not: men’s trousers——"’
Here there was general laughter, and
Perkins looked about in a pained sort
of way, then went on: “There, you
laughed. I knew you would. They
were not men's trousers; they were
boy’s trousers. But I won't tell you
how I sprained my ankle, because you
laughed. "—Sunday Magazine,
A Tailors Tinder,
At one time in his career Senator
Blackburn, of Ientucky, was rather a
dandy in his way. While so afflicted
he ordered a pair of trousers from his
tailor, and he expressly stipulated that
they were to be skin tight. The trou-
sers came home and the Senator tried
them on. He went right to the tailor
and opened fire on him. “What in the
name of everything unprintable do
you mean by sending me trousers like
that?’ he shouted. “Why, you said
to make them skin tight,” said the
tailor. “Skin tight!” yelled the Sena-
tor. ‘Yes, by this and that, I said skin
gan the story at
American
Business
tight. I wanted them merely skin
tight. 1 ean sit down in my skin
and I can’t in these.”—Kansas City
Journal.
Dog and Eagle.
The best eagle story that has been |
told for many a day comes from
Dauphiny. At the. village of Romans
a farmer's dog was lying asleep, when
a large eagle swooped upon it. Roused
by the pain of the bird's talons in his
flesh, the dog seized one of the eagle's
legs fast between his teeth, biting the
limb through and through, and holding
on until the bird was completely beat-
en and captured. ‘When the farmer
arrived it was tpo exhausted to fight
longer for its life. The wings meas-
ured fifty-eight inches from tip to tip.—
London Globe.
Again the Infant Terrible.
“I have noticed that Mr.
ways leaves before. the sermon,” re-
marked the new minister in the course
of his first pastoral call,
“Yes, he—er; that is—". ‘Mrs. Smith
floundered about in embarrassment un-
til Tommy thought it time to come to
her rescue.
“I know why,” he piped up shrilly.
“Do you, my little man?’ said the
minister, smiling encouragingly. “Why
is it, then 7?
“Ma makes him. ‘Cause he always
snores when he goes to sleep.”—New
York Press,
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.be rebuilt immediately. .
‘Company, east of Latrobe, were
-stroyed by fire, entailing a los:
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EXPLOSION CAUSES FIRE.
Factory at Jeannette Destroyed— Mam
Found on Railroad With Head 4
Crushed. 4
The Ft. Pitt Bottle’ and Novel
Company’s plant, near Jeannette, w 8
destroyed by fire. Employes made |
heroic effort to overcome the flame
but ‘were unsuccessful:
ion of gas under a
cause. The works were
year ago by Pittsburg and Je cette:
capitalists at a ‘ cost of 550.000:
Daniel Zeber, of Pittsburg, is presi.
dent .of the company, The plan . will’
A block of tenement houses i
by the Lackawanna .Coal and,
$1,000. The inmates escaped in
Their effects’
burned.
- ‘Pennsylvania passenger train No.
2 westbound, crashed into a fre
train near the depot at Corry
freight had not cleared the
track when the crash came. |
train crews saw a collision was. cer-
tain and jumped. The cabogse of
the freight was demolished and the
freight cars took firg. The" city fire
department was called ‘to’ extinguish
the flames. Christie Black, a boy,
from Erie, was injured about: the
head. He was in the caboose: and
was hurled through the roof. i Bag-
gageman Glasse was injured “about
the body and Mr. Lougee of Buffalo,
a traveling man, received a spfained
back.
John O. Rauch, of JennertovRy and *
William H. Morris, of Johnstewn,
have instituted legal proceedings
against Isaiah Good, Norman’ E.
Knepper and Daniel B. Zimmerman,
of Somerset, to recover $168,000, al-
leged to be due them from the rot
its of a recent sale of coal lan: a
Jenner and Queémahoning tow Ratios
to a syndicate headed by James 8
and William H. Kuhn, of Ye re.
When William Vankirk, of “Van-
kirk’s station, Washington anty,
went out cn his porch late last “night
to greet his son, Earle, on the lat-
ter’s return. from Washington, he re-
ceived no response. An investigation
showed ‘young Vankirk to be dead,
sitting in the buggy. Vankirk died of
heart failure, and the horse, familiar
with the road, carried the body home.
‘Vankirk was 17 years old. sy
A. B.'I6m disposed of about 1,300
acres. of “bed: B” coal, .at Ho vers
ville, to J. B. Irish, of Philadel iphia,
‘and. 'W. P. Graff, of Blairsville, far
over $300,000. Irish and Graff are
identified with the Somerset Mining.
company. The transfer of the prop-
erty; which is located east’ of the
Stony creek, ‘will be made this week.
The purchase money was paid in
cash. 3 .
With his head crushed. and his
pockets rifled Michael Mangan was
found lying on the Delaware & Hud-
son railroad track§ near Carbondale,
‘where he had evidently been’ placed
by his assailants to ‘be killed by the
first. train which’ passed. . He was
rescued by a railroader and Jhas not
vet been able to tell what happened
to him.
C. S. Gibson, of Keating Sump it;
and James Johnson, of ts
were run down by a train at Tony
rone station, while awaiting a train
to carry them to Cumberland, Md.
Gibson was probably
His companion escapes serious in
juries. ik
‘Thomas ‘Hazen of ‘Beaver Falls,
died and his death is attributed
the poison taken some “days ago:
Coroner Gormley was notified, but
did not deem it necessary to hold an
inquest. Hazen was 45 years old.
The store of Bratton & Ross, at
Faunce, Clearfield county, was rob-
bed ond then burned, ' Goods from
the store were afterward found scat-
tered about the woods. The . fire
spread to surrounding” buildings.
M. B. Messinger, of Corry, who was
recently struck by a Pennsylvania
passenger train and lost a leg, has
sued for $10,000. Peter Dodge, wh
was with him and received severe in
‘juries, has asked for $5,000.
John J. Brosnahan, a section fore.
man of the Pittsburg and Lake Erie
railroad, was killed by a train near
Aliquippa. He was 25 years old and
lived at Beaver Falls, Pa.
Fire destroyed the barn of ex-
Representative M. K. Leard, of Liver-
more... Four horses ‘and four cows
were cremated. The loss is estimated
at $4,000.
Charles Moser of ‘the Producers’
Torpedo company of Butler county,
had the bone of his right leg shatter-
ed just below the knee in a hunting
accident.
Falling under a moving engine, at
Bellefonte, Conductor William Daley,
45 years old, was . probably fatally
injured. He has a wife and four chil-
dren.
A colored man, whose name is be-
lieved to be Jackson, was found dead
on the railroad, near Greensburg.
He was about 28 years old.
The residence of J. W.
of Jacobs Creek, was
the thieves securing
money,
McClanahan
burglarized,
over $300 in
clothing and jewelry.
John Burns of Dunbar, 21 years old,
was" killed by a fall of coal in’ the
Mahoning mine of jge Cambzig Steel
company.
Six years in the Western 1 Peniten-
tiary was the Sentence Imposed upon
Arthur ‘F. Smith, charged with forg-
ing the name of J. 8. Douglass of
Uniontown to a check for $3,852.
Albert Moore, of Clintonville; had
his left arm ground off from wrist to
shoulder. Moore got his hand too
near the teeth of a corn husker.
Edward and David Jones, whe claim
Pittsburg as their home, were arrest-
ed for attempting to rob a box car in
the railroad yards at Altoona.
The residence of George B. But-
terworth, a wealthy oil man, ‘near
Chicora, was burned. . Less,..$8,000,
partly covered by insurance.
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