“ONE OF THE BOYS.”
He is "way beyond fifty, his
But still
He hasn’t fo
hair’s turning gray,
e can laugh in the jolliest way:
otten the fun in a jest;
He tells the old stories with heartiest zest,
He knows all the new ones
Somehow he has managed
Why, he can get up in the
‘And b : P
e out on the road ere the others have gone
; he likes lots of noise—
to stay with the boys.
gray of the dawn,
’
With his pole and his line—and he laughs long and deep
‘At the ones who say morning’s the best time to sleep.
He is out with the boys, and not one of them
eers
At the wrinkles and crow’s feet that tell of his years.
He is ready to romp, or to hunt, or to ride—
e has never sat silent and moody
Over vanishing youth or the days of
and sighed
his past,
For he says that the days of the boytime can last
Just as long as we will, that we never need part
With the wonderful thrill
that they give to the heart.
He will lie on his back in the shade of the trees
And declare that he knows what is sung b
And he mimics the whistles and calls o
Which, he says, if he liked,
He would rather spend hours on the
the bees,
the birds,
he could put into words.
anks of the brook
Where the berries are red, than be reading a book.
He is way beyond fifty, and folks think that he ought
To devote lots of time to more serious thought—
But they wonder at him, and they envy him, too,
For he’s Nving to-day all the days they once knew;
0
He has never
st heart with the chiefest of joys,
He has kept a yS3ng hesst-rhe is one of the boys.
—Wi
ur D.
Nesbit, in the Chicago Evening Post.
* *Present,’’ said Sarah Brown. Then
under her breath she whispered,
“Six!”” Only six more days to hear
that name called first. How she hated
it! Every time that the roll had been
read since the spring vacation she
had counted off one. Six days more,
and then? She could not get beyond
the interrogation point and the
*‘then.”
The other girls—there were five
girls and Dick Thurston in the class
——knew what they could do. Helen
Burton was to teach school; Marga-
ret Harvey was going to college;
Mary Davidson planned to study kin-
dergarten, and pretty Gertrude Hall
was to be a milliner.
Dick Thurston had refused to go
to college, so he knew what he would
not do.
For Sarah Brown there seemed to
be neither could nor would. The sit-
uation was as hopeless as her name.
She had time to think this over be-
fore the roll was finished. Then she
shook herself free from her reflec-
tions and banished her name to the
background of consciousness, while
she plunged into the last oration of
Cicero. To-day was the day for spe-
cial examinations by Mr. Thatcher.
The minister was always the exam-
iner; that was a tradition of the
school.
It was over at last. Sarah held
up her head with pride as she went
out into the yard. Never had she
done so well in Latin as she had done
that afternoon.
Suddenly she remembered that she
had left her algebra in the dressing
room and went back to get it. She
had put it on top of the wardrobe for
safe keeping, and as she stepped up
on a chair to get it she heard Mr.
Thatcher say, “What do you think of
Sarah Brown?” :
She heard, too, Mr. Raymond’s an-
swer: “I'm afraid she tries to get a
little more out of life than she is will-
ing to put in.”
The color mounted to her forehead,
her blue eyes flashed and she almost
jumped from the chair. The she
stepped down, rushed out of the
door, and did not stop until she
reached the top of the hill behind her
father’s house.
“I'm discouraged,” she said, “ab-
solutely, completely, entirely!” Then
her vocabulary and her breath both
failed, and she threw herself down
under the old pine, that always stood
ready to give her the consolation of
its shelter.
‘Willing to put in!’”’ Was that not
the very thing that she was so un-
bappy about?
Just give her a chance!
After a little she straightened her-
self and reviewed the situation. It
did not improve on review. Never
had the sum total of her discourage-
ments seemed so great. There was
only the old housekeeper at home—
of course her father would not under-
stand. ,
“I’ll go to see Aunt Prue,” she said.
Having reached this conclusion she
went in to supper. ”
Prudence Hathaway was
dante-in-general to the village. She
said there were two reasons why
everybody came to her house; one
was because of the position of her
house, and the other was because she
was almost always at home.
Her cottage stood between the
church and the academy, and she was
always at home because she could
move about only’ in her wheel chair.
That she was not a passive receiver
of confidences might have been in-
ferred from a look at her strong,
beautiful face, and evidence of this
was not wanting, for Dick Thurston
—motherless Dick—said, “Sometimes
she’s a regular bar of justice; some-
times she preaches you a sermon.
You never know which is coming.”
Sarah’s face was so rueful when
she entered the little sitting room
that no preliminaries were needed.
“All the rest of the girls are going to
do something after they leave school,
and I've nothing todo but settle down
and stay at home. And I wish my
name wasn’t Sarah Brown!”
“Do you think that you would be
a different girl if you had a different
name?” :
*Yes, I'do.”
“Why not
Aunt Prue.
‘““‘Choose—a name?”
“Yes. Fathers and mothers give
their children names just to get them
started; but we all choose our own
names in the end.”
confi-
choose one?” asked
3Sarah Brown’s Effort.i
By ELIZABETH 1. SAMUEL.
2. ps EL
‘Tell me, Aunt Prue.” ..
“If I had a name that I didn’t like
1 should establish a synonym.”
“I'm sure I shouldn’t know where
to start to establish a synonym for
Sarah Brown.” :
‘You might start almost anywhere.
Sarah Brown might be somebody’s
word for cheerfulness, for instance.”
“Oh! I see.”
“You can’t be sure yourself what
your synonym will be, but Sarah
Brown will stand for something to
everybody that knows you.”
“I think Dick would say that I'm
in for the sermon, don’t you, aunty?”
“What was my text?”
“Putting in. I must go now. Good
night, Aunt Prue!”
A weary head lay on Sarah’s pil-
low that night. The weariness of
eighteen may be as the weariness of
eighty, for the tide of life is greater.
Sarah had not been comforted, sand
she was hardly ready to be urged on.
But morning brought courage, and
a resolution shaped itself.
“I'll try,” she said. Then her eye
fell on the journal that she had be-
gun at New Year's. A
“Make a record of your efforts, Sa-
rah Brown!” she exclaimed. “If you
can’t stand for anything else you can
stand for effort. Go. on, : Sarah
Brown!”
“I wonder what Mrs. Wilson would
give as my synonym,’’ she said to her-
self as she went down stairs. “I
think I'll start her on cheerfulness.”
She smiled rather grimly at the
thought. But her smile was pleasant
when‘she went into the dining room,
and she talked to her father a little
more than usual.
Having made this effort she found
herself looking for another, and the
result of her search appeared when
she told Mrs. Wilson that she would
dust the parlor every day.
“Now I'll go over to see Margaret,”
she said when the last chair was
dusted.
As she was starting, Mrs. Wilson
asked ‘her to do an errand for her.
For a moment Sarah rebelled at the
hindrance to her plan, but she re-
membered her determination, and an-
swered with at least a degree of wil-
lingness.
“Looks as if you would have to
keep this thing up, Sarah Brown.
There's some kind of a law about
bodies that can’t stop if they once
get started. Good use to make of my
training in physics, so long as I can’t
make any other use of it.”
There were days, however, when
she seemed almost to stop, but the
record of her efforts served to steady
her purpose.
One night, as she wrote in her jour-
nal, “Took care of the little children
at: the picnic while Aunt Prue read
to the rest,” obeying a sudden im-
pulse she signed her name, “Sarah
Brown.” The name seemed to mean
something.
Margaret asked her once in a letter
filled with an account of her own
work at college, what she was doing
to keep up her English, and she
wrote, smiling over it, “I'm doing
special work in synonyms.”
Her chief ‘“‘effort” during’ the win-
ter was an old woman who lived a
mile from the village, and whose un-
happy disposition offered a special op-
portunity for conquest. Sarah had
determined to make her smile.
Late one afternoon, when she was
hurrying home from a visit to this
woman, she heard a call for help.
Looking toward the river she saw
the ice. She ran down the bank, and
found that it was Dick Thurston.
rah? I'm caught here. Get a fence
rail or something, quick.”
. She found a rail, and soon Dick
was safe. ‘“‘How long had you been
there?” she asked. :
“Seems as if I'd been there half an
hour,” answered Dick, “but I sup-
pose I hadn't. I can tell you: one
thing, Sarah Brown, if you hadn't
come along I should never. had got
out alive!”
‘Everybody talked about how Sa-
rah Brown had saved Dick Thurston
from drowning, but Sarah wrote in
her journal that night, “Went out
and spent the afternoon with old
Mrs. Davis. Made her smile.”
It was some time before Dick was
out again. Then he went to see Aunt
Prue. He talked to her a few min-
utes, then went to the window, so
that she could net see his face. *I
that some one had broken through! .
“Help a fellow out, can’t you, Sa- |
i
told father this morning that I would
g0 to college,” he said.
“How did you happen to change
your mind?”
“Another result of being nearly
drowned. The fact is, Aunt Prue,
that when a fellow is up to his neck
in cold water, with a prospect of go-
ing under, he is likely to change his
mind about many things. They look
different.”
“I'm ever so glad that you are go-
ing, Dick.” :
But Dick, suspecting that the con-
versation might become personal, re-
membered his appointment with the
doctor, but he added as he went:
“When you have a fellow that you
can’t manage, Aunt Prue, just drown
him temporarily. He'll change his
point of view.”
In the spring vacation Margaret
called a class meeting. The girls
were surprised when Dick appeared.
“Heard you were going to talk over
experiences,” he said, “so I've come,
for I’ve had an experience.”
As Sarah listened to the other
girls she felt that she had little to
say, and a touch of her old discour-
agement came’ over her.
When her turn came she said, “I've
done a little of everything ”
“Such as saving a fellow from
drowning,” cried Dick, springing to
his feet. *“Allow me, ladies, to in-
troduce Sarah Brown, herofhe.”
“But I never believed that you
‘would have drowned, Dick,” said Sa-
rah. = ;
“It’s very humiliating, girls. Sa-
rah never did make anything of sav-
ing me from a watery grave. Per-
haps when I'm on the Supreme bench
she’ll point to me with pride, and
say, ‘I saved the judge from drown-
ing.” Anyway, I'm going to college,
and the cold water and Sarah Brown
dig it.”
“See here, Sarah Brown,” said
Mary Davidson, “I’ve an account to
settle with you. I thought peaple
were going to miss us girls when we
went away, but wuen I asked mother
who took my place in the library, she
said, ‘Sarah Brown.” I haven't asked
about anything else that we_girls
used to do that she hasn’t answered,
‘Sarah Brown.’ ”
“That’s so,” said Margaret. “I
can’t see that we’ve any of us bee
been missed.” :
“I've only done things" as they
came along,” said Sarah, half in apol-
ogy, but down in her heart she was
glad.
Just before commencement Judge
Thurston sent for Mr. Thatcher and
Mr. Raymond.
“I'm getting to be an old man,” he
said; “and I want to invest my prop-
erty in something that will bring re-
turns after I'm gone. I want to in-
vest it in lives,” he went on. “I love
the old academy, and I've decided to
establish a fund to send one graduate
of the school to college every four
years. It seems to me that I should
like the first one to be a member of
my grandson’s class”’—the judge had
been watching Sarah Brown—*“and I
want you to advise with me as to
who shall be sent.”
Mr. Raymond looked at the minis-
ter.
The minister said, “There’s Sarah
Brown.”
“Yes,” said Mr. Raymond, “I don’t
know anybody who would make a
greater effort or do the academy
greater credit.”
'“1 am glad you both agree with
me,” said the judge.—Youth’s Com-
panion.
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“he Alamo.
While the Alamo is situated in the
city of San Antonio, it is the treas-
ured property of the people of all
Texas. There is no Texan who does
not possess it in an interest which
he has a sentimental and patriotic
right to assert. There will be a gen-
eral protest and uprising against any
scheme to commercialize any part of
it.—Galveston News.
The *‘Ins.”
England's new armored cruiser,
the Indomitable, has been launched,
and soon the Inflexible and the Invin-
cible are toc we given to the waves.
The Impossible may be expected next,
land is going to clean up the other
navies of. the world.—St. Louis Re-
public. :
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Episodes in the Career
of Gordon Cumming,
Greatest of Lion Hunters
The name of Gordon Cumming is,
to the popular mind, perhaps the
‘most familiar in the annals of Afri-
can sport. To middle aged and eld-
erly people he is still the lion hunter,
par excellence, of South Africa, the
very type and ensample of ‘those ad-
venturous Nimrods who have earned
their fame in the wilds of many coun-
tries. :
The second son of Sir William
Gordon Cumming, of Altyre, Roua-
leyn Gordon Cumming was born in
1820. After a brief period of soldier-
ing in the Madras Cavalry, the Royal
Veteran Newfoundland Companies,
and the Cape Mounted Rifles, Gordon
Cumming, ‘always a passionate lover
of sport, became so enamored of the
life of the hunting veldt that he re-
signed his commission in the Cape
Rifles and for the next seven years
devoted himself with irresistible ar-
dor tothe pursuit’ of South African
great game. Few huntérs ever had
gredter® success. He slew every va-
riety of quarry to be found between
the Cape and the Limpopo; many a
grim lion, scorés of elephants and
rhinoceroses: fell to his -rifle. His
athletic figure, clad as often as not
in a flannel shirt, a Highland kilt and
a broad brimmed hat, with bare,
brawny arms and legs, and red beard,
became familiar at many a Boer out-
span and homestead: and in many a
native village. One of the most un-
conventional and picturesque heroes
of the good days in South Africa,
Gordon Cumming’s strong personal-
ity and daring feats will remain al-
ways enshrined in ‘the annals of
South African pioneers. The great
hunter made his first real appearance
in the veldt in 1843, when he shot
many a head of game on the northern
plains of Capé Colony, between Coles-
berg and the Orange River. Spring-
bucks in tens of thousands, black
wilde-beest, quagga, blesbok and
gemsbok were here met with, and
many a fine trophy fell to his rifle.
Pursuing his way steadily north-
ward, . Cumming crossed the Orange
and enjoyed much sport, shooting
many varieties of game—hartebeest,
brindled and white-tailed gnu, koo-
doo, ‘Burchell’s zebra and roan ante-
lope. Mighty herds of blesbok, al-
most: as innumerable as springbok,
were seen.
Gordon Cumming's first adventure
with a lion happened in this wise, in
the Griqua country—now Griqualand
West, A lioness was found devour-
ing a blesbok. At first she sallied
out at her disturbers, but thinking
better of it; started at a smart canter
for a range of hills. Mounted on his
good horse, Colesberg, the Highland-
er spurred briskly in chase, and, find-
ing herself overhauled the lioness
subsided to a trot and presently sat
up on her haunches like a dog, with
her back to Cumming, appearing, as
he describes it, to say to herself,
“Does this fellow know who he is
coming after?” Now she sprang to
her feet, and, showing her teeth and
growling fiercely, made a short frun
forward, making a loud rumbling
noise like thunder. Finding she could
not intimidate the hunter, she quietly
lay down. All this, it is to be re-
membered, happened upon a bare,
open plain. There was no escape,
one or the other must go down. The
Hottentots came up and Cumming
arranged that one of them, Klein-
boy, was to hand him his spare rifle
in case his first shot proved insuffi-
cient. By this time the men were in
a precious stew; their faces assumed
a ghastly naleness. The lioness ran
forward, and “I had,” he says, “a
painful feeling that I could place no
reliance on them. Now, then, for it,
neck or nothing! She is within sixty
yards of us and keeps advancing.
Turning the horse’s tail to her, I
and, taking a
steady aim at her breast, let fly. The
ball cracked loudly on her tawny hide
and crippled her in the shoulder,
upon which she charged with an ap-
palling roar, and, in the twinkling
of an eye, was in the middle of us.
At this moment Stofolus’ (a Hotten-
tot’s) rifle exploded in his hand, and
Kleinboy, whom I had ordered to
stand ready by me, danced about like
a duck in a gale of wind; the lioness
sprang upon Colesberg (the horse)
and fearfully lacerated his ribs and
haunches. * * * J] was cool and
steady and did not feel in the least
nervous, having fortunately - great
confidence in my own shooting, but
I must confess that when the whole
affair was over I felt it was a very
Why Railway Awe Being Electrificd
The final arguments for the elec-
trification of a steam railroad are
reduction in operation costs and in-
crease of earring capacity of the
present tracks. There are, of course,
several incidental advantages acecru-
ing from the use of electricity as mo-
tive power which are of considerable
importance, although it is
to evaluate them ir dollars and cents.
In this category we may include
three: First, the smaller wear and
tear on the tracks; structures -and
roadbed, due to the absence of the
lateral swaying and vertical hammer-
ing caused by partially reciprocating
parts of steam locomotives. Second,
the elimination of smoke, under gar-
tain conditions, such as those from
the New York Central tunnel ap-
proach to the New York terminus, is
a very compelling argument, and fur-
ther reduces the maintenance of the
rolling stock by making the neces-
sity of car-body painting and cleaning
difficult’
awful situation and attended with|
extreme peril. -
“When the lioness sprang on Coles-
berg, I stood out from the horse,
ready with my second barrel for the
first chance. she should give me of a
clear shot; this she quickly did, for
seemingly satisfied with the revenge
she had taken she quitted Colesberg,
and turning her tail to one side,
trotted sulkily past within a few
paces of me. Taking one step to the
left, I pitched my rifle to my shoulder
and in another second the lioness was
stretched on the plain.”
One dark windy night on the Lim-
popo River a terrible tragedy hap-
pened in his camp. The appalling
roar of a lion was heard, followed by
the shrieking of Hottentots, then one
of them, Stofolus, rushed up to his
master’s vagon shieking out,
lion! The lion! He has got Hen-
drick. Hendricksis dead!” It was
too true. Hendrick, Cumming’s
most trusty Hottentot, had been
seized by the camp firg and carried
off. They did~what they could, but
on such a night, pitch dark and
windy, little could be attempted
The dogs were encouraged to attack
the dangerous brute, but the lion re-
peatedly drove them off, and, safe in
his bushy lair, actually devoured the
unfortunate man within fifty yards of
the camp. “As day broke,” says
Cumming, “we heard the lion drag-
ging something up the river side, un-
der cover of the bank, and we pro-
ceeded to inspect the scene of the
night’s awful tragedy. In the hollow,
where the beast had consumed its
prey, we found one leg of the unfor-
tunate Hendrick, bitten off below the
knee, the shoe still on his foot; the
grass and bushes were all stained
with blood, and fragments of his pe
coat lay arcind. Poor Hendrick! 1
knew that old coat, and had often
seen some of its shreds in the dense
coverts where the elephants had
charged after my unfortunate after-
rider. Hendrick was by far the best
man I had—of a most cheerful dispo-
sition, a first-rate wagon driver, fear-
less in the field, very active, willing
and obliging, and his loss to us all
was very serious. I felt sick at heart,
and could not remain at the wagons,
so'I resolved to go after the elephantd
to divert my mind.” Gordon Cum-
ming shot an elephant and returned
to camp two hours before sunset;
then he orders horses to be saddled
and goes in search of the man-eater.
The lion had taken covert in some
reeds, and the dogs were sent in to
dislodge him. He held up the river
bank, but presently turned and stood
at bay. “As I approached,” says
Cumming, “its horrid head was to
me, his jaws open, growling fiercely
and his tail waving from side to side.
“On beholding the brute my blood
boiled with - rage, and setting my
teeth IT dashed my steed forward
within thirty yards of him and shout-
ing, ‘Your time is up, old fellow,’
placed my rifie to my shoulder and
waited for a broadside. This the
next moment he exposed, when I sent
a bullet through his shoulder and
dropped him on the spot, he again
rose, but I finished him with a second
in the breast. The natives now came
u@ in wonder and delight, and order-
ing John to cut off his head and fore
paws and bring them to the wagons,
I mounted my horse and galloped
home, having been absent about
fifteen minutes. When the Bakala-
hari women heard thet the man-eater
was dead they danced for joy, calling
me their ‘father.’ Thus was poor
Hendrick avenged.”
Fear, however, was a thing abso-
lutely unknown to such a man. He
would tackle anything living.
great python of Africa is not the kind
of creature that the average man
cares about handling in the wild
state. A fearsome looking serpent,
having great constrictive power and
attaining as much as twenty feet in
length, it is far from an attractive
obect in natural history. Yet Cum-
ming once seized one of these mon-
sters by the tail’ just as it was enter-
ing a crevice beneath a mass of rock,
.and getting a rawhide thong round
the middle of its body tugged at it
with the aid of his Hottentot Klein-
boy until the reptile relaxed its hold.
The snake suddenly springing out at
them open-jawed, snapped within a
foot of their legs. Releasing his hold
Cumming quickly overtook the mon-
ster and belaboring its head with a
big bough, presently killed him.—
Forest and Stream.
T -
less frequent. Third, the greater
facility of train. movement; which
results from the simplicity of con-
trol; the greater readiness for ser-
vice—no time meeld be consumed in
getting up steam, taking coal, or
cleaning fires; and a greater factor
of reliability in the locomotive unit,
by the elimination of fire boiler, high
pressure steam pipes, etc.—Engin-
eers’ Magazine.
Homeless Dogs.
One result of the new act requiring
every dog to wear a collar with its
owner's name and address seems tc
bewa promise of a great increase in
the number of lost dogs which find
their way to the Battersea Hpme.
More than 6000 dogs had been ad-
mitted to the home. — Country Gen-
tleman.
The eyeball of the mole can be
projected forward soveral timgs its
own diameter, and retracted.
“The
.Thé:
KEYSTONE STATE COLLINGS
LEGISLATIVE DOINGS.
pn
Number of Bills Passed by the House
—Funds Secured for
Beaver College.
The following bills were passed fin-
ally in the House:
Requiring all newspapers to print
the name of the owner in each issue.
Prohibiting the sale of game birds
and animals.
Making unlimited the number of
rods. poles and hand lines to be used
by any one fisherman. :
Legalizing fishing tor any fish not
game or food fish in private waters at |
any time or by any method.
Authorizing boroughs to erect and
maintain garbage furnaces.
The following bills were defeated
on final passage:
Joint resolution proposing to amend
the Constitution so as to establish
courts subordinate to the Common
Pleas Courts.
Prohibiting the -use of automatic
guns in hunting game or wild birds.
This vote was later reconsidered and
the bill postponed.
Put Up the Needful $1,000.
The tangle over a site for Greens-
burg’s public building has been set-
tled by the raising of $1,000 by citi-
zens. At the last session of Congress
an appropriation of 25,000
granted. At condemnation proceed-
ings the lot of Paul H. Hacke, of
Pittsburg, selected by the 'supervis-
ing architect of the treasury depart-
ment, was valued at $27,500. Hacke
agreed to accept $26,000, and the
$1,000 was raised through the efforts
of Postmaster Lyon.
Big Mortgage Put on Record.
A mortgage to secure the $25,000.
000 bond issue of the American
Union Telephone Company, as the
corporation controlling most of the
independent lines in Pennsylvania
and adjacent states, is known, was
filed of record in the Dauphin county
court. The mortgage was given to
the Fidelity Title and Trust Com-
pany of Pittsburgh, which is trustee
for the issue. Similar papers will be
filed in all other counties where the
company has property.
Dies in Her Hundredth Year.
Mrs. Alice Cavanaugh, the oldest
resident of Dunbar, died at the home
of her daughter, Mrs. John Kerwin.
She was in her 100th year. She was
bosn in County Wicklow, Ireland,
and emigrated to this country 24
years ago. She was the mother of
11 children. Mrs. Sarah Yates, of Al-
legheny, is a daughter. There are 21
grandchildren and 16 great-grandchil-
dren.
Shows Good Production.
There is much excitement in the
new Volant cil territory north of But-
ler. Thousands of acres have been
leased within a few weeks in a sec-
tion practically unexplored. Many
fine producing wells are being brought
in, found in the Berea grit. The T.
N. Barnsdall Company, of Pittsburg,
is the heaviest operating company
and is bringing in a well a day.
Better Wages for 300 Men.
The Central Pennsylvania Traction
Company, of Harrisburg, posted no-
tice of an increase of wages for 300
motormen and conductors, to take ef-
fect May 1. The new scale is as fol-
lows: For first year’s service, 17
cents an hour; second and third con-
secutive years, 19 cents; fourth and
fifth years, 20 cents; after five con-
secutive years, 21 cents.
Will Build Coke Plant.
The Bessemer Coke Company Is
preparing to build a large plant on
Ten-Mile Creek, in Greene county.
From 450 to 500 ovens will be: con-
structed.
Birds on Hats Forbidden.
The bill prohibiting buying, selling
or wearing for adornment any Penn-
sylvania wild bird or part thereof
was finally passed by the House, 116
to 13.
Jacob Shenk testified before the
capitol investigators that he lost the
contract to furnish marble for the
capitol because he refused to double
his price and divide the resultant
profit from the state with a small
coterie of men. Payne & Co. made
out bills en billheads of sub-contrac-
tors without the latter seeing - the
figures or authorizing them.
The bi-ennial report of Warden W.
M. Johnston, of the Western peniten-
tiary, shows Allegheny county leads
with 236 prisoners, Fayette is second
with 105 and Westmoreland third with
60. :
The Rev. W. E. Brown, pastor of
the Crafton Lutheran Churchh, ten-
dered his resignation on Sunday, and
will accept a call to the pastorate of
the church at Middletown, Md.
Somerset County Court decided
that the Berwind-White Coal Com-
pany must not remove the pillars in
its mines so as to endanger surface
property.
State Chairman Andrews has call-
ed the Republican convention to
meet in Harrisburg on June 6, to
nominate a candidate for state trea-
surer.
The factory and storage house of
the Pennsylvania Ice Company, near
Cresson, was destroyed by fire, entail-
ing a loss of $150,000. The building
burned away and left 3,200 tons of ice
exposed. The origin of the fire is
unknown, but incendiaries are sus-
pected.
Couldn't Survive Money Loss.
Ernest Sauer, aged 58, who was
robbed of all his savings, $2.000, at
lonely home near Bra ord last
August, died April 22. Br ding over
his misfortune brougl is death.
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