—_———e—— DON'T NAG. If you wish to help the world a little in your humble way, on’t nag Your wife, if you're a husband, lng has her faults, but—-say— ‘Don’t nag! You may be too busy toiling for your little bit of crust o be able to lift others who are lying in the dust, But you still .can help. in making the world brighter, if you just n’t nag. If you wish to give him courage w ho bee chosen you for life, If you wish to be his toler it Se 1 2a help in the strife— on’t nag. He. may have, a few shortcomings—husbands generally do— And he may sometimes sit beaten when he should have triumped, too, But he’ll rise with newer courage and new strength if only you Don’t nag. : “All arbund you there are others who have painful weunds to nurse, on’t nag; . Rubbing on the raw has even and will always make it worse. on’t nag! You ran see your neighbor’s foibles—all his weaknesses are hates .+ «But, then; what's the use.of prodding when it cannot bring you gain? : Why add by a’look or whisper to the ‘world’s supply of pair? Don’t nag. If she has her days for fretting, oh, be patient then with her— on’t na If he makes mistakes remember it is Go nien still to'err— on’t ‘nag. “You may not have strength to rescue thé pale ones whose burdens kill, “Or sto 1ift the ‘weary toilers who -are-stumbling up the hill, But you can refrain from making the world sadder, if you will— Don’t _nag! Lt * x © ==8. EK. Kiser, in Chicago Record- Herald. RR 30% ROI GREIOION ‘The Heart of “Ten Cent Barty” : HROH—— By Carroll Watson Ran TR Tn SSRN || ARTLETT must have been about four “years of age when he first announced that he was too much .old to be kissed. Up, to that moment no one “had, given the subject of kissing Bartlett very much thought, for he was not one of those irresistibly at- tractive children that one instinetive- 1¥ caresses; bat of ‘course after’his de- fiant declaration it: became ‘a matter of pride with the small boy's family to see which member could beg, buy or steal the greatest number of kisses. By the time Bartlett, who had a large number of feminine relatives, avas ten, he had grown so skilled in dodging osculatory advances that it was no longer possible to surprise him with unwelcome endearments. If any one wanted, or pretended to want, kisses from Bartlett, it was necessary to buy them. Bartlett's price for these favors was ten cents apiece. For the next two years, whenever he was desperately in need of a dime—but the necessity had to be desperate indeed—he con- sented to sell to his teasing sister Madge, his tantalizing cousin Eleanor or his badgering young Aunt Emily a small, sudden, birdlike peck, followed always by instant flight. The sight of this performance invariably sent the fun-loving family into laughter; but Bartlett's mother did not quite ap- prove. “Don’t tease that boy so!” she would sometimes protest, although she was such a mild little person that no one ever thought of heeding her remon- strances. “I’m afraid you'll make him bard hearted.” “Surely,” teased Madge, “you would- n’t want a mushy boy like Clarence Mills!” Of course, by the time Bartlett was twelve, no kisses could be wrung from him for love or money; but to his great disgust his fame -had spread abroad, and his schoolmates had ganned him “Ten-Cent Barty.” His older brother John, a young man of twenty, still kissed his mother good night in a comfortable, matter-of-fact way; but when Mr. Morgan said to Bartlett, as he sometimes did, with a twinkle in his eye, “My son, why don’t you kiss your mother good night? Bartlett would reply’ truthfully, if not at all gallantly, “I'd rather: be shot.” It was evident that Ten-Cent Barty had no use for kisses. It also became evident, gradually, that. the eyes of Mrs. Morgan, a slight, not very strong dittle mother, followed Bartlett wist- fully from the room when, with a hast- ily mumbled “Good night!’ to nobody in particulaf, thé boy would bolt for the stairs.. -It grew plain, even to Bartlett,” that she missed the good- night kiss that was hers by right and that --was never forthcoming; yet, strangely enough, in spite of repeated disappdintments, she looked for it ex- pectantly night after night. It was not the kiss alone that was lacking. ‘Between John, who was like his mother’s family in many ways, and Mrs. Morgan there was a strong bond of sympathey and good fellowship most beautiful to see. But Bartlett was an alien and almost an outsider in the family circle. Apparently he hdd discarded his mother and dresses at the same moment, for, with Ris first trousers, he had turned to his father for sympathy and counsel. Encircled by his mother’s arm, John had sewed patchwork, had learned to knit, and had even played with dolls, without suffering permanent injury from any of these girlish occupations: but from the time that Bartlett's small fingers had been long enough to grasp a hammer the younger boy's predi- lections had been thoroughly mascu- line. Of course it had not taken him long to discover how little his mother knew about things of such vital importance as screw bolts, steam gages, ball bear- ings and piflow blocks. Neither did any of these things appeal to Jc who was reading Bartlett soon learned to work out his prob without motherly brotherly ance. By the time Cen was sixteen his k ery had become a source of wonder I cle to the road, worked away at t i not only to his own family, but to the .interested neighbors, who called Lim in to prescribe for ailing lawn mow- ers and injured clothes svringers. In ‘March Mrs. Morgan had taken cold. “All througlr the summer she had a little hacking cough that alarmed the family, and she seemed pale and list- less. The family doctor shook his head whenever he saw her, and in Sep- tember ordered her to Arizona. “I'm not saying that there's Anything serious the matter with her,” he ex- plained to Mr. Morgan, “but this cli- mate isn’t the place for hér this win ter. Send her out West.” “I have a sister in Phoenix—" “Then send her to Phoenix. There couldn't be a safer place for her from now until May.” By the last week in September Mrs. Morgan was ready to depart. When the day came the entire family, with one exception, announced its intention of going to the station to speed the traveler with cheerful words — some- thing very much needed in this in- stance. This exception, of course, was Bart- lett. He, with his usual aversion to farewells, had mumbled something, and was leaving the table at noon when his father said: “Bartlett, aren’t you going to say good-by to your mother!” > “Good-by!” muttered Bartlett from the doorway. “Hope you'll have a nice time.” Mrs. Morgan’s eyes filled with tears, but Bartlett gave no sign of seeing them, unless an unusually vigorous slamming of the front door might have been a sign. At two o'clock the family with some- what forced cheerfulness, went to put Mrs. Morgan on her train. ‘She kissed her many relatives good-by as they ap- peared; but in the interval of waiting for the’ cry, “All ‘aboard!” hér eyes wandered frequently to the door or searched the faces of the crowd on the platform. It really did not seem possible. ‘that Bartlett could let his mother go so far away and for so long a time without giving some small sign ‘that he loved, her. But the train pulled out Li and no Bartlett had appeared. Now among Bartlett's friends was a man named Johnson, who had owned an automobile, the first to appear in the town. : Whether it was the owner's inexper- ience or whether the machine itself was defective no one had ever been able to discover, but the runabout had never worked with any degree of sat- isfaction to'its rather sensitive owaer, whose fads, at best, were short lived. He had soon abandoned it and bought a horse. From the first Bartlett had hovered about this misbehaving automobile like a bee about clover. His devotion both amused and touched Johnson, who, in the days when his faith in gasoline was strong, had often invited Bartlett to ride with him, and who had fre- quently found the boy’s skill with tools of service when things went wrong. Afterward, unabie to sell the now somewhat damaged machine to any- body who knew of its vagaries, and too honest to sell it to any one who did not, Mr. Johnson permitted Bart- lett to experiment with it. After months of labor, and the clev- er substitution of parts which he had himself manufactured, it began to look as if the boy were actually geing to restore the automobile to something like its usefulness. Several times be- fore the day of Mrs. Morgan's depart- ure the machine had journeyed two blocks and home again without a breakdown. Immediately after luncheon the day of Mrs. Morgan’s departure, Bartlett, with his hands in his pockets, stood in the doorway of the Johnson carriage house, gazing at the repudiated auto- mobile. The light of strong purpose shone in his gray eyes a moment later when he glanced at his watch, hastily filled the automobile tank with 1 flung the doors wide, and starte cl his unwieldy pet toward the - entrance. e driveway was rough and a trifle uphill, but the boy trundled the vehi- he | by plain “canning erank ‘until the engine was started, and- got im, while short, ejaculatory sounds issued from the motionless ma- chine. Then he pushed the lever, and with a sudden sibilant explosion the! automobile was spinning down the street, leaving the atmosphere in its wake redelent of gasoline. ‘ Bartlett knew exactly where. he wanted to go; but he realized that it was one thing to possess this knowl- edge and quite another to impart it to a notoriously erratic automobile. The" spot he had in mind was sixteen miles distant, for he had gometling to do and he mesdnt to do'it. In the same circumstances’ any other boy: would have thought:of-a far simpler-plan of carrying out the idea; but Bartlett was no one. but himself, and the. workings of his mind were as incomprehensi- ble at times as were the complicated inner workings of, the Johnson auto- mobile. . © Sixteen milés are not many for a first class machine, on a good, level road, to accomplish in two hours and a -half,~ but sixteen miles, when half. of them are up-hill and much of. the road is sandy, are a great many. The country roads were worse "than Bartlett had expected to find them. On the other hand; the renovated ma- chiné ran “even better {han he had dared to hope. “He had feared the long stretch of deep mud always to be found at the foot of Callinsburg Hill, but. the. automobile dashed -through it. with an almost appalling disregard for its own shining exterior, only 10 lose, later, several precious moments from sheer contrariness on the only stretch “of good road the boy could hope to find. § he ‘But ‘having started; Bartlett had no intention of failing. He had to reach a certain point by half past two and he meant to do it. . - A good part of. the rosa. winding among _the hills, was unsheltered by trees, and was exposed to the full glare of the afternoon sun. Riding was not so restful as Bartlett had hoped to find it, for he had not counted on ‘the nervous €train of guiding the véhicle; and as he grew in gly weary, his hand lost its sureness. Once he had to work carefully round a load of hay standing motionless in the road while its driver slumbered on top. Once he accidentally slithered into a ditch. from which he could never have dragged his vehicle without the time- ly assistance of a passing farmer. Twenty minutes after this disaster, and nearly two miles from his destina- tion, a deep and unseen hole in the road was the cause of a sudden and disastrous overturn. And the over turn was the cause of a serious break in the steering mechanism that Bart- lett pushed the automobile into a thick clump of bushes near the roadside, to be left until called for. At half past two, Mrs. Morgan's train stopped at Forestville, sixteen miles from her home, to take on pas- sengers. The little woman, still rath- er tremulous, surveyed from her win- dow, although with very little interest, the crowd on the platform. From this occupation her glance strayed idly to the road that led to the station. Down this dusty thoroughfare a broad-shouldered, long-legged lad was running. There was something about his gait that betrayed excessive weari- ness, combined with a certain air of dogged determination. There was also something about this overheated, mud- streaked figure that all at once set Mrs. Morgan's heart throbbing with almost unendurable emotion. As the runner approached, he lifted his eyes suddenly, to meet hers at: th= window. Jostled by the crowd on the platform, the boy elbowed his way to the steps, leaped aboard the train, rushed through the car, and planted one of Bartlett's own ridiculous, bird- like pecks on Mrs. Morgan’s lips. But to ‘her, who suddenly understood all, no kigs was ever sweeter. There was a new, wonderfully hap- py look in her eyes ag, a moment later she leaned from.the window to wave her hand to Bartlett, who, already homeward, had paused to wave a hand toward the moving train.—Youth's Companion. "How to Get Sleep. 1. If yon have anything on your mind, ‘make a note of it.” It is less nerve expense to use a paper tablet than-to use thé brain tablet. 2. Relax. Lie as limply in your bed as ‘a year-old babe. ‘Rest, relaxation, repose.”” Station these Delsarte graces at the approach to your nerve. If your nerves are overtaxed they will find rest; if not these three will stand guard against a thousand so-called duties. 3. You are too tense. When you think, use the brain alone. You can- not have repose of mind without re- pose of muscles. A well-known author complained that his knees ached while he was writing, and that his arms ached when he was walking. He broke down. Too tense. 4. Do no mental work after eight o'clock in the evening. Associate only with restful persons. 5. Place a handkerchief wet in cold water at the base of the brain. In extreme cases, the sanitarium people use the ice-cap filled with pounded ice —Presbyterian Banner. The Tomato. The tomato belongs to the same order as the deadly nightshade, which per- haps explains why our forefathers were so long overcoming their fear of them. Nowadays we understand the healthful quality of the tomato despite its containing minute proportions of oxalic acid, a vegetable poison. It is either a fruit or vegetable according to fancy, and is not only delicious served naturally, but makes an appropriate sauce for meats, a sparkling ketchup, of a dainty salad. Oddly enough the only way to ve the tomato except is to take it green. + HONEYMOONS = Drosdfal k Picture Paintea by a Man of Physic. = =: *¢ °¢ F it is in the province of f ¥ hygiene to cure the many © 1 © superstitions of the laity, : in too many instances <O shared by the profession, as, for instance, that an egg is equivalent in nutritive value to a pound of meat; that the various ‘mysteries ‘Sold in the drug stores as: “beef extracts” are sufficient by the teaspoonful to sustain a famished in- valid or convalescent for twenty-four hours, more or less, and that milk is the one grand, important, absolute and universal food for every breathing thing; if hygiene could only restrict itself to such things, it wouid occupy us to the very full while the world shall last, but there are.many other errors almost as widespread and more fatal in their consequences. It is al- ‘most incomprehensible to the thought- ful physician why the, atrocious. vice of wedding tours has not been utterly stamped out. No matter how robust, how tenacious of life, -how full of energy, how many times the four hun- dred years, which the good Dr."Holmes -insists should be tlie time of prépara- tion for ‘the new-born infaht; no ‘mat’ ter what adjuncts to ease, of wealth, of education, of refinement, not one of them can stand safely the dread- ful physical and mental exactions of the prolonged and, too often, dele- terious excitement of the engaged. The constant strain to.keep up.that somewhat unnatural “front” which has attracted and’ which continues to attract thé betrothed together with the iz months’ siege, more or less, of the most laborious exertion in the preparation of ‘trousseau, the exactions, impositions and fatigues of the -dress- maker, the same to a lesser degree of the milliner, and to crown -all the dreadful " hirry and vigils whi¢h at- tend the few weeks immediately pre- ceding the ceremony. With the bridegroom it is scarcely less exacting.’ Whether in business or whether of leisure, and, like all the strictly leisure class, driven by the lash of necessity for amusement, his attention divided, his entire habit of life, so far as it is then formed, com- pletely subverted, his hurried and fre- quently frenzied attempts to regulate his business affairs in order that le may have nothing on’ his hands to interfere; these combined produce a condition of the system, both mental and physical, of both the high con- tracting parties, which peculiarly and positively unfit them for the dreadful exactions of a honeymoon trip. Immediately upon the conclusion of the ceremony the youthful couple pro- ceed with the utmost dispatch to the train, and then begins the most tire- some episode which human beings with all the varied ills of life are sub- jected to. To the sensitive, modest young woman, the mental disquiet of appearing to the world in the not-to- pe-concealed role of bride is in itself sufficient, but this must be supple- mented by the discomforts of that Pro- crustean travesty, the modern, much- over-decorated sleeping car. The over- studied indifference of the bridegroom needs no mention here, as this is not intended as a humorous sketch. Ar- riving, not at their destination, for their proper destination will probably be a sanitarium, but at the city which they have chosen to honor with their incognito, they begin a life burden- some from the very .strangeness of the room, of-the furniture, of the sur- roundings and the unfamiliar and too often indigestible, if not absolutely hurtful, menu. This, however, does not suffice with the great majority of them. Hardly have they swallowed an early break- fast béfoie tliey are off sightsecing and visiting every celebrity ~ within twenty miles of the city, too often in inclement weather, and too often in the reaction brought about by the months of strenuous endeavor which have preceded the trip. It does suffice that they should thus drag themselves from post to pillar ostensibly enjoying these various sights and landscapes in each other's scciety, which, as Lord Allcash, says in “Fra Diavolo,” “each longs for his or her sleep all the day,” well-meaning, misguided friends, who have been apprised of their arrival, visit the newly-married couple at their hotel in the afternoon and evening. Thus in the very critical time of a woman's life, when above all she needs the quiet seclusion and comfort of the home which she has been accustomed to since her girlhood, she is exposed to a series of laborious mental and physical efforts which might well break down the strongest and most robust man. Is it any wonder that the wedding trip is the first and most powerful factor in the wretched health for many years for young American matrons? No mention is made here of the ab- surd vulgarities of the would-be witty soi dasant friends of the couple, who signalize themselves by throwing old shoes and rice, or in a spirit of gum- my pleasantry paste or tie various labels and ribbons to their luggage. These things are better left to thé strong arm of the law, which, it is gratifying to note, has been thrice ex- eorcised within the last month in one of our largest Eastern cities. Let us pray that we may follow in its foot- ps.—James M. Gassaway, M. D. I'vrefessor Hy giene Marion Sims-Dean- SU mont Medical Brief. Under“the auspices of the University of Irieburg, Switzerland, a business academy for women only has been opened in that city, Medical College, St. Louis, in| HARD 70 ANSWER, Questions of Every Dav Life That Will Probably Never Be Solved. Can you understand— Why a man who has to pay his wife's dress making and cleaning bills will sit in a street car with one foot across his knee, so'that every woman who passes him must brush her frock against the dirty sole of his shoe?’ Why any Wcman who has ever watched a newsboy or an Italian pea- nut vender make change will slip a dime or a nickel into her mouth while she is using both hands to investigate her purse or bag? Why a man who in bearing and dress is to -all intents a gentleman can git in a crowded street car with a half- cold or smouldering cigar in his hand until the odor from that stub will sicken all the women and most of the men. in his vicinity? : Why a pretty girl Yoo talks in a loud voice in public places imagines that all the men are watching her fur- tively or openly are lost in admiration? Why a man’in a crowded. streét ear would rather open and shut the front door for twenty women than move down two feet and hang on a strap? Why a woman will walk seven blocks to save two cents a yard on a piece of silk and then fail to observe that the butcher is holding out the bones and trimmings of her Sunday roast, and the ice man is occasionally adding an extra five cents to his bill? Why a man will dodge trolleys, drays and policemen in a mad rush to reach his office and then line up with mes- senger boys, tourists and other men presumably as busy as himself to wateh a fire company turn a stream of water on a two-penny blaze? Why a woman will rush recklessly in front of a moving trolley car to greet a friend and then threaten to sue the motor company because its man almost ran her down?—Philadelphia Inquirer. To Raise Ostriches in Texas. he people of Texas are interesting themselves in the cultivation of the ostrich for commercial purposes. An enthusiast on this subject says: “Os- trich farming, already firmly estab- lished in California and Arizona, will become an equally popular industry in New Mexico and Texas, and that $2,000,000 paid annually by the United States for feathers grown in South Africa will go into the pockets of home producers, who -are rapidly increasing their output, improving their birds and extending their farms into new States and Territories. I hope,” this over- confident party says, ‘“to see ostrich feathers quoted in a few years along with cotton, wool, beef and petroleum, as a profitable Texas product, and the business will begin all the sooner if the railways of Texas will encourage the industry.” This reads very well, but practically with an embargo of $500 on each bird exported from South Africa and the great expense and loss in raising “chicks,” it will be many years before Texas will raise enough plumage to supply the trimming room of one of the millinery companies of a city in its own State. What the ostrich farmers of this country want most is more birds from Africa to mix with those now here, especially for breeding pur- poses, and a practical ostrich farmer from South Africa to show the Amer- ican farmer how to do it. We have the land and the feed, but not the knowledge. New Appendicitis Fad. Dr. Pond, of Liverpool, airs a new appendicitis theory in the London Lancet. He says that appendicitis and other such ailments can often be attributed to antimonial poisoning, and the source of the antimony taken up by man is said to be the rubber rings which are frequently used to close bottles. Dr. Pond has proved that such rings consist of almost one-third their weight of antimony. The antimony is not only dissolved by mineral waters containing alkalis and organic acids, but these rubber rings soon become brittle and some of the compound falls into the vessels. Dr. Pond claims to have found that antimony can become the source of dis- turbances of the nutritive and digestive system, especially through continued weakening of the muscles of the stom- ach and intestines. To Honor a Brave Sheriff. A movement is under way in Missis- sippi to raise a monument to John M. Poag, Sheriff of Tate County, who was murdered in the county jail on April 12 by a mob from which he was de- fending a prisoner. The project is under the direction of the John M. Poag Monument Association, with headquarters at Senatobia, which point out that “while other sheriffs have lost their lives in the discharge of their duties, this is the only in- stanee where a sheriff voluntarily fought a mob to his death in the pro- tection of a prisoner where to do so meant his certain death.” “No man,” says Giv. Vardaman, “ever died at a better time or for a better cause.’— New York World X-Ray on Mummies, At the second Roentgen Congress, recently in sion in Berlin, Dr. Al- bers-Schoenl said that in experi- menting with the Egyptian mummies 2500 years old he had been able to ¢b- tain ‘as: eatisfactory views .of their I as in the living body.—New York KEYSTORE STATE CULLING KILLED UNDER SAND PILE Excavaticn Made With a Shingic— Finding of Ccats Reveals Place of Burial. By the caving of a sand bank at: Arnold three children were buried alive and perished before they were discovered. They were: Otto Sarge, Jr, 10 years old; Esther Sarge, 6 years old; Fritz Strate, 8 years old. The Strate boy's neck was broken, while his companions were smothered to death. The children left: their homes about 4 o’clock in the after- noon, They dug ths excavation with a shingle. They were missed about supper time and Otto Sarge, Sr., and William Strate, their parents went to search for them. Two coats found on the sand pile revealed the cave-in. It cost James Fellis; a Greek fruit dealer of Irwin $39.40 to do business on Sunday. On Saturday he notified the civic league that he would not close as had been requested under penalty of being prosecuted under the Sunday law. To make it as expensive as possible the organization placed representatives’ near the store and they secured as many names of cus- tomers as could be obtained for wit- nesses. A warrant was sworn out and the witnesses were subpoened. One lives near McKeesport, one at Latrobe and one at Adamsburg. All appeared before Justice Howell. Fellis was: found guilty and was fined $4 and costs. The constable drew nearly $15 in fees and mileage and the balance was made up in witness fees. t of —_— i Three trainmen were killed and two others were slightly injured early at Tabor Junction in a coilision be- tween freight arins of thc Philadel- phia and Reading Railway and the Central Railroad of New Jersey. A fast freight of the Central Railroad crashed into a Reading local freight and the three dead men were buried beneath the wreckage. ed the collision and the fire depart- ment was called out to extinguish the flames. Frank J. Thomas, president judge of the Crawford county court, handed down an opinion in the case of A. C. Huidekooper vs. Samuel] B. Dick, sus- taining the finding of the referee that Dick is indebted to Huidekooper in the sum of $184,839. The litigation between the two men has been long drawn out, and concerns the owner- ship of stock in the Pittsburg, Besse- mer and Lake Erie Railroad com- pany. It is understood that the case will be appealed to the Supreme court. George Geary had a thrilling ride on the Conemaugh river.: Geary drove his team into the river, which was swollen by the rains, and his wagon upset. Geary floated on the bed of the wagen three miles down stream be- fore getting ashore, which he suc- ceeded in doing at a sharp bend in the river below the confluence of jhe Black Lick. Rev. Thomas Morgan, pastor of the First Congregational church of Shar- on, has tendered his resignation, to take effect immediately. Rev. Mr. Morgan was installed pastor last May and started for Wales immediately, expecting to return here with his wife, but she is ill, necessitating can- celing the call. The condition of the typhoid fever epidemic at Nantioke has not changed materially. A number of nurses are on the scene and effective work is now being done to combat the spread of the disease. The cases reported now number 160, with six deaths, while West Nanticoke has 21 cases ond one death. By a vote of 123 to 44 the citizens of Wampum have decided to issue bonds for $14,000 to erect a munici- pal waterworks and ‘electric light plant. Last evening the residents of the village held a celebration. Bur- gess Miller was surrounded by the Wampum band and a street parade, was held. John Heverly of Hayes Run ‘is the. champion rattlesnake killer in the section about Bellefonte. From June 11 until September 1 he killed 22 of the reptiles, some measuring from four feet six inches to five feet. Heverly tans the skins and disposes of them at a profit. S. R. Dresser & Co., of Bradford, have secured a lease of the plant of the National Tube Company at Oil City, which had been dismantled, and will at once commence the manufac- ture of oil well couplings. About 100 men will be employed. An epidemic of smallpox in the southern section of Blair county, near Williamsburg, is reported and it was learned that there are 30 fully develop- ed cases. Local physicians are thought to have the disease under control. The state board of health is also aiding. Albert Goss was arrested at South Sharon on information: of Mrs. Sa- rah Whitman. She alleges that she saw Goss leave her house and found $50 missing. i The fourteenth annual reunion of the Fifty-fifth regiment, Pennsylvania volunteers, will be held at Indiana, on September 29. Cyrus Becker, a farmer, aged 45 years, hanged himself in Bern, Berks county. Fer having sold milk which it is alleged was watered to a dealer who had been prosecuted for violat- ing the pure food laws, Becker was to have be witness in the case. An hour befere the hearing his life- less body w found in his barn. Edward 20. vears old, of Greensburg, arrested charged upon oath S. 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