THE OLD at Bailey's corner, just below ir little home, the sign post stood i thi iangle of grass itn Yan of thé wood. en I was just a little chap happy as a boy can be : o lives where God’s own sunshine falls On every field, and rock and tree. A wondered in a childish way y men had put the old post there; {And what the letters on it meant, ‘And why it was so plain and bare. “Dear little boy,” my mother said “\When I had questioned her one.day, “It is the lighthouse of the land, : hich guides the stranger on his way.” —Kenneth A ©) Sse? Of course it was creditable to Jim- my Hoskinson that his mother loved him and desired him to be comfort- able; and there was really no reason why the rest of us should have resent- ed it. But all that is the beautiful theory—the fact is, that we did. When there came express packages for Jimmy we felt a distinct sense of being neglected. It wasn’t as if he was a poor boy, whose widowed mcther had but the one darling on whom to lavish the affection of a bereaved heart, for there was a troop of Hoskinsons. At times of festivity in the college Jimmy was the happy host of a host of happy Hoskinsons— all rich, well groomed, well dressed and radiating prosperity. We all felt that Jimmy had too many -of the good things of life. Not that he was mean. His text books were a circulating library, and non- returnable; his neckties fitted us all, and his tobacco jar, pipes and cigar- ettes were open to the appreciation of the world. But he was altogether more neat and respectable than quite comported with our ideas ef sopho- moric bohemianism; we longed to catch him with unblacked boots, a rumpled collar or some similar blot on his escutcheon—some little hu- man weakness that would bring him nearer to our own standard. We used to sit late in his rooms, seattering ashes over his rugs, put- ting our feet on his embroidered eushions, dropping ink on his table cloth, and otherwise doing our best te bring him to a fellowship with the rest of us. But it was of no use. He Bad a most remarkably efficient “sweep,” one after his mother’s own fdeal, as black as the ace of spades and as neat as the ace of diamonds; and this “sweep” would have every- thing set right, brushed up, dusted down and put into shipshape, Bristol- fashion, apple-pie order a little quick- er than we could upset the beautiful symmetry of his apartment. Our dormitory was of four stories, and Jimmy's room was on the top floor. Now, although there was no love of order among us, there were certain laws, as of the Medes and Persians, we were all sworn to en- force. One of these, as unwritten as the Constitution of England, and quite as inviolable, forbade anybody, under any circumstances, at any time to leave anything in the hallway. This law had never been promulgated, but it was always enforced. The means of enforcing it were in the hands of every inhabitant of the building, and each was a hearty co- operator in the good work. The Code of Uncivil Procedure was simple on this matter, and contained but one invariable rule: “If you ind anything left in the hallway, chuck it down- stairs.” The efforts to obey this rule were oftentimes difficult, as in the case of a heavy stove, for example; but they were always successful, Coal scuttles were a favorite prey, and especially to he chosen when filled to the brim with coal. These made a most musi- eal racket as they went down the uncarpeted stairway, and it was a real pleasure to see them bound in unex- pected lines as they obeyed the law of the dormitory and that of gravita- tion. : But at last patience and vigilance were rewarded. The ‘sweep’ was away—perhaps at a church picnic, perhaps at a wedding. We did not ask to know the reason of his ab- gence, but were merely thankful to miss him from the accustomed spot. Jimmy, too, was, as his ill-luck ‘would have it, absent from the post of duty. He had a detestable way of making afternoon calls now and again, in an immaculate costume that was firritatingly correct, from top hat to patent leathers, and it was an added joy to us that this weakness had exposed him to attack. During the absence of the garrison & green expressman came to the dor- mitory with a new sofa. It was neat- ly addressed to Mr. James Hoskinson ~—meaning Jimmy, of course—and the expressman consulted us as to the location of his room. The top floor back was indicated, and the green ex- pressman and his helper tugged the heavy sofa up to its location, only to find the door locked. Of course it was prepaid—all Jimmy's packages always were. And the expressman was only too willing to leave the heavy thing at the top of the three flights of stairs. We didn’t feel bound to protest or to make any sug- gestions. We simply let things take their own way, and silently dispersed to our rooms, for of course we eouldn’t afford to know anything about how the sofa got there. But we trusted to fortune, and listened. Pretty soon ‘‘Big Hal’ came back from the “gym.” We knew he would Pe likely to drop in, and he roomed Just next to Jimmy on the top floor. He always went up there to change . Ris clothes after practising batting in & sweater; and when we heard his THE TESTING OF JIMMY. By in JENKS. Nan ia a bunih N_ POST. . {ime flew; the child became a man 0 Shought life called him far away Where reeking stacks and noisy toil Make all the earth seem dull and gray. To-day my term of work is o'er; I'm ging back where autumn’s breeze Steals perfume from the flowered fields And kisses all the turning trees. There at the crossroads, as of yore, 1 feel the old sign post still stands And that, if time has changed the path, "Twill guide me with its aged rend ay Safely to her, who, smiling through A clouding mist of happy tears Stands waiting at the cottage Forgetful of the weary years. . Lockwood, in Home Magazine. oor step we thought somehting might be about to-happen. It happened all right. One flight, two flights, three—and then he saw the sofa. We heard him cheer. But Big Hal was square. He wasn’t going to take any unfair advantage, and we heard him knock on Jimmy’s door— a good loud pound, so as to wake him if he were asleep. Then he shouted, “Oh, Jim! I say, Jim! Oh, Jim- Jams!" There was no answer, and then came another cheer, and we held our breath. Hal was hoisting the sofa. We saw him, in our mind's eye, Ho- ratio, and then down she came! It wasn’t quite so sharp and thrill- ing as when Sanderson’s stove fell, but we reflected that the sofa was Jimmy’s, and burst into vociferous applause. Rackety, bang, slam! That meant it had reached the next floor. Then came a pause. But the third- floor dwellers knew their duty, and they did it like men. We heard the doors open as the dauntless men sprang to their posts, and almost ere we could realize that the sofa had passed in its downward course, it was again in full career. Bang, bang, bumpety, wrench, slam! It had reached the second floor. Nor were there wanting willing hands here to carry on the good work. We heard them spring from thelr chairs and rally to the task. The sofa was, though somewhat disjointed, still in one piece, and without undue delay was sent to try the perils of the last descent. About here it gave up the ghost as a competent sofa, and alighted in the stone-paved lower hall a most pictur- esque ruin, exuding real horsehair from many a gaping aperture, and shedding splinters from its inmost frame. Less exciting was the task of the dwellers on the ground floor, but it was nevertheless willingly per- formed. Their duty was to remove all rubbish shot from the floors above; and the sofa now merited the name. Three stalwart sophomores raised the battered frame and hurried it forth into the college yard, aban- doning it there for whom it might concern, and leaving it alone in its glory. Then we sat at the windows, watch- ing for the return of Jimmy. One or two, forced to attend recitations, dragged themselves unwillingly from the scene, but most 5f us waited with- aut impatience the appearance of his elegant form. It was just darkening from twilight when Jimmy ‘sailed into the college yard with a flower in his buttonhole; but this was only an oversight, for believing himself unobserved, we saw him hastily remove the boutonniere and pocket it—a fact we noted for future inquiry, but passed over in our greater interest of finding out just how Jimmy was going to take this first infliction of the lawful pen- alty upon his household goods. Much hung in the balance. I had always liked Jimmy, and I believed his excessive neatness and nicety was a mere home fault—something he would outgrow. And yet I might be wrong. Jimmy might have a heart that could not rise above sofas and such; and in a moment we ambushed watchers would know all. We saw him pause at the ruin. We saw him gaze at the address, still legible in large letters upon the wreckage. We saw him rise to his full height and gaze eagerly around him. Was he seeking some one on whom to wreak his ire—some victim of his vengeance? . > I trembled. But in a moment I was rejoiced, for I saw I had done him a wrong by my momentary doubt. : For Jimmy, having assured himself that the coast was clear, that no sneaking tutor was in sight, drew from his pocket his matchbox, struck a light, and set fire to the splintered ruin. Then he took to his heels, for well he knew the faculty had strictly for- bidden all bonfires in the college yard. But his retreat was merely so- phomoric prudence, and most com- mendable. As the flames eagerly licked up the glittering varnish and miscellaneous fuel, evolving a most dense and poig- nant smoky odor from the horsehair, and seized with a lightsome joy upon some excelsior used in packing, our overburdened hearts were relieved by an outburst of cheering and a most delightful fanfare upon the tin horns cherished for such emergencies. Jimmy was received with open arms, forever redeemed from suspi- cion of being a ‘“‘fusser’” or “dude.” He who had seen in the destruction of a forty-dollar sofa only the oppor- tunity for an upliftié® and exhilarat- ing bonfire was a true sophomore af- ter all, and thereafter he might array himself as he liked, for we knew his heart was in the right place.—Wo- man’s Home Companion. ‘St. WANE VEN TR MRI EY SP READY OT NNR RED NR HOW JESSE JANES 00) The Story of a Telegraph Operator Who Saw Him Alive and Death. By FINNELL D MADEIRA, of Baltimore. On the ninth page of the second section of The Sun of August 4 ap- pears an interesting yarn about Jesse James, the bandit. The statements it contains are supposed to have been made by ‘the son of an army officer who spent his youth at Western army posts.” In the course of his narrative this scion of a brave soldier tells how he met Jesse James once before the out- law’s death and once after “Bob” Ford laid him low in the cottage in 8t. Joseph, Mo. According to his story, the narrator was reading a “James Boys” book in a grocery store near Leavenworth, Kan., when a man whom he describes as being ‘‘nearly six feet tall, with shoulders so broad that they seemed almost out of pro- portion with the fineness of his waist line,” entered the room. Then one reads: ‘“‘He wore a big cream-colored som- brero pushed somewhat back on his Jet black hair, and his heavy beard, as black as the under side of a raven’s wing, was in curious contrast to the strange pallor of his skin.” A month after this occurrence the narrator says he saw the famous out- law lying dead in his house in St. Jos- eph, Mo., and recognized him as the man he had seen in the Leavenworth grocery store, having meanwhile been told by the proprietor of the store that the visitor was no other than the redoubtable Jesse James. Pardon me if I insist that either this “son of an army officer” was de- ceived by the Leavenworth grocery- man, Jeff Brunstetter by name, or fmposed upon the young man who wrote the yarn. In support of this assertion I am going to tell the fol- lowing tale, heretofore unpublished and susceptible of ample proof even at this late day. During the summer of 1882 I was stationed as telegraph operator at Cameron, Mo., an eating station at the junction of the Chicago, Rock Isl- and and Pacific and the Hannibal and Joseph railways. About forty miles west of Cameron lies the city of Bt. Joseph, where James was killed. An equal distance east of the town is Gallatin, the scene! of one of the numerous bank robberies com- mitted by the James boys. At a point almost midway between Cameron and Gallatin is the scene of a noted train robbery and of the killing, by Jesse James himself, of Westfall, conductor of the held up train, said to be the only murder of which Jesse James is actually known to have been guilty. Twenty miles away from Cameron, between that point and Kansas City, is Kearney, Mo., once the home of Mrs. Samuels, mother of Frank and Jesse James. I give these details, as they are necessary to an understand- Ing of my story. On the morning of the dav that Jesse James met his death I.was sit- ting in the telegraph office at Cam- eron when two gentlemen entered and inquired for a telegram. I recog- nized one of them as A. M. Dockery, then president of the bank in Galla- tin which had been robbed by the James gang. Mr. Dockery, it will be recalled, subsequently became Gov- ernor of Missouri, after serving with distinction in Congress. The man with him was A. A. Low, . general counsel for the Hannibal and St. Joseph Railroad Company, one of the chief sufferers by the depreda- tions of the outlaws. Low and Dock- ery had met by agreement in Cameron and had at their disposal a special train, which stood upon the tracks of the Hannibal and St. Joseph ready to leave at a moment’s notice. Both men remained in and about the sta- tion until shortly after noon, when the operator at St. Joseph called me up with the statement that he had an important message for A. A. Low and asked if he was in Cameron, I replied in the affirmative. Then came a telegram, which, I believe, was the first announcement made of the out- law’s death to any one outside of St. Joseph. It read: ‘‘Ford has got your man. Come on at once.” It bore the initials of some one I did not know. Two minutes later the special train was on its way to St. Joseph, and among those who were on it was Dick Little, one’ of the James gang. Later in the day a tele- gram from Mr. Low to W. A. Conklin, station agent at Cameron, contained the requést that some one go to Kearney to break the news to Mrs. Samuels that her son had been killed and to bring her to St. Joseph. That rather disagreeable duty fell to my lot. My charge and I reached the little cottage on the hill in which James met his death shortly after sundown. Stretched upon the bed upon which Bob Ferd sat when he shot James lay the body of the victim already pre- pared for his coffin. Looking upon the dead face I was startled to dis- cover that it was that of 4 man whom I had met repeatedly in the dining room of the eating station at Camer- on, without, of course, having the re- motest idea at that time as to his identity. What I saw was the body of a man not more than five feet seven inches tall, slender almost to the point of fragility. A light brown, almost blond beard, rather long on the cheeks, but trimmed to a point on the chin, covered his face, while his head was crowned with an abund- ance of hair of the same shade. The eyes were closed, but I had a vivid recollection of the steely blue eyes that had met my glances across the table at Cameron more than once, when ‘clad in a gray suit, partially covered by a long linen duster. with a . a atbidiiacaibe — a hat of modish build, the whom the surrounding cowntry was being scoured, and for whose capture dead or alive a large reward was of- fered, calmly ate his dinner or sup- per in as public a place as could be found in that vicinity. The body was brought to Cameron that night on its way to Kearney for burial. The train upon which it was carried failed to make connections and the coffin lay in the baggage room all night. By a strange coincidence it was placed in exactly the same cor- ner and in the same position as that occupied by the body of Westfall, the conductor who met his death at Jesse James’ hands. I am moved to tell this story in came to know that Jesse James did not have ‘‘jet black hair,” that his whiskers were not like ‘‘a raven’s wing,” and that he was not ‘“‘six feet tall, with abnormally broad shoul- ders.”” He did not in any manner suggest the outlaw . On the contrary, nine out of every ten persons who saw him at the time referred to would have taken him for a business man or a preacher, probably the lat- ter. HORSE AND DOG MEAT. Substitutes For Beef, Mutton and Pork in Germany. The high prices demanded in Ger- many for the more common and pop- ular kinds of meats have steadily in- creased the consumption of horse flesh and dog flesh. According to 8 consular report from the city of An- naberg, there were slaughtered for food last year in Saxony (which con- stitutes one-thirty-sixth of the area and contains about one-thirteenth of the population of the empire) 12,- 922 horses and 3736 dogs. This is an increase of 224 horses and 183 dogs over the year 1905. In all Ger- many, during the year 1906, there were slaughtered for food 182,000 horses. This is an increase of about 20,000 over 1905 and of about 47,- 000 over 1904. Complete figures in regard to the slaughter of dogs for food in the Ger- man empire cannot be secured, but fragmentary statistics indicate that the total number was about 7000— probably more, rather than less. In the city of Chemnitz alone 698 dogs were slaughtered in 1906, an in- crease of eighty-eight over 1905, and during the same period 1070 horses, an increase of eighty-seven over 1905. While these two items show an increase of 175, the total number of animals slaughtered for food in that city during 1906 was 1685 less than in 1905. Saxony also consumed 214,640 head of cattle (steers, bulls and cows), 422,831 calves, 1,112,- 714 swine, 206,082 sheep and 74, 247 goats. The latter figures, except- ing those for the goats, are all slight- ly lower than those of 1905. Horseflesh is very generally adver- tised in the German newspapers, es- pecially in those of the large indus- trial centres, and most German cities have at least one market which makes it a specialty, claiming for it a higher percentage of nourishment than that of either beef, veal, mutton or pork. Neither is it unusual to find advertisements of dog meat or for the purchase of dogs for slaughter. Nor is it possible to read the Ger- man newspapers for any length of time without coming to the conclu- sion that a great many dogs are killed and eaten that do not give up their lives under official inspection. News items detailing the arrest, trial, conviction and punishment by fine or imprisonment of men charged with killing and eating dogs that belonged to others, sometimes valuable ani- mals or cherished household pets, are not infrequent. Quite recently such an item told how the police at Cassel, a city of Hesse-Nassau, while search- ing for a lost dog, for whose recovery a reward was offered, located a pri- vate dog slaughter house and arrest- ed four men who were apparently making a regular business of stealing and killing dogs. Several live dogs, several freshly slaughtered carcasses and evidences of the slaughter of dozens of other dogs were found on the premises. Trees Growing in Churches. The parish church of Ross, Here- fordshire, possesses some singular ec- clesiastical ‘ornaments’ in two fine elm trees flourishing one on each side of the pew where once sat the famous “Man -of Ross,”” John Kyrle. They are fabled locally to have sprung up as a token of divine wrath against a profane rector of Ross who had cut down some trees which Kyrle had planted in the churchyard. Trees in or on churches are not uncommon. At Kempsey, in the ad- joining county of Worcester, a large horse chestnut tree has grown in the chancel from the tomb of Sir Ed- mund Wylde, who died about 1629. On the tower of Fishtoft Church, near Boston, grows a lusty beech, and a similiar tree may be seen on the tower of Culmstock in Devonshire. Apart from intrinsic beauty the parish church of Crick, in Northampton- shire, is or was recently remarkable for two trees growing out of the masonry about fifty feet from the ground.—London Daily News. Slavery in Morocco. The markets of Safi and Mogador are full of slaves, many of them hav- ing been captured during the pillage of €asablanca. The prices of slaves have in some cases gone down con- siderably. Young and beautiful Jew- esses have been bought at the great market of Mazagan for about £60 for the account of a big slave dealer of Marrakesh.—Correspondence of London Telegraph. ‘man “for © PENNSYLVANIA STATE NEWS SAY OFFICIALS TOOK FISH Prosecutions Result from the Draw- ing Off of Water from Reservoir. Warrants were issued at Lebanon by Alderman Gerberich for the ar- rest of Mayor Edgar A. Weimer, Chief of Police John Zimmerman and Day Police Sergeant Lorenzo Brandt, on charge of violations of the State fish and game laws. The information was made by Jas. W. Criswell, chief or the state war- dens, who has been for several days gathering evidence which has result- red In the prosecutions. order that I may clearly prove how I | The accused men are charged with having on or about October 18 last, placed an obstruction in a tributary of Hammer creek, consisting of a wire screen, for the purpose of catch- ing fish, and also with having fished wth a net. The alleged offenses arise from the taking of fish by these officials on the occasion of drawing the wa- ter from dam No. 1 of the Lebanon supply dams, on South Mountain. The warrants were issued to Constable Siegrist. It is explained in defense of the alleged offense, that the fish were taken from the water with a view of preventing their destruction, which must have resulted from the marked change in the temperature of the water when the dam was emptied. The flsh were removed to Mayor Wei- mer’s farm, at Exmoor, in Schuylkill county. TORE UP RAILWAY TRACKS Mob Defies B. & O. Official—Lay Crossing for Street Railway. A mob of several hundred Elk Lick township farmers tore up the tracks of the B. & O. railroad, near Boyn- ton, Somerset county, and before the officials of the company were aware of their action the mob had put in a grade crossing for the Pennsylvania & Maryland Street Railway Com- pany. Supervisor M. H. Foley of Pittsburg division of the Baltimore & Ohio railroad started for the scene of the trouble, but his train was de-! railed and the crew was soon over- powered. Foley was forced into a wagon and driven to Salisbury, sev- eral miles distant. The Baltimore & Ohio has refused to allow the trolley line to cross thelr tracks at grade, and the farm- ers who will be benefited by the trolley have become defiant. Several injunctions have been granted, and it is a question as to whether the Bal- timore & Ohio or the trolley com- pany, or both, are guilty of contempt of court. The Baltimore & Ohio will issue attachments for as many of the riot- ers as are known. This will result in a big legal battle. The Pennsylvania & Maryland pro- | poses to construct a line from Frost- burg, Md. to Johnstown, Pa. which will be a competitor of the Baltimore & Ohio. ® CLAIM RATES ARE HIGH Washington Beard of Trade Agitat- ing Reduction in Phone Prices. The Washington Board of Trade and the local Retail Merchants’ Asso- ciation, backed up by private citi- zens and corporations, have begun a crusade against what are termed ex- orbitant telephone rates. A lack of competition, it is leged, compel Washington patrons to pay two and three times as much for telephones as the residents of other sections of- Western Pennsyl- vania and Eastern Ohio. REQUISITION IS ISSUED Governor Seeks Extradition of Al- leged Murderer in North Carolina. Gov. Stuart issued a requisition upon Gov. Glenn of North Carolina, | for the extradition of Richard Me- Kwayne, who is wanted at York for the alleged murder of Warren Poter- son at Spring Grove, two weeks ago. McKwayne was traced by members of the state police force to Charlotte, N. C., where he was arrested and held by the local authorities. Mail Pouch Is Stolen. A mail pouch was stolen from the | Pénnsylvania rairoad station at Wheatland. The letters were rifled and portions of them scattered about the streets. money There clue. in the pouch. Joe Roberts and Rudie Agile, two bovs 8 years old, are charged with arson for burning Oscar Warner's barn, near New Castle. The boys are so young that the authorities do not know what to do with them. Alder- man Ranney, after hearing the case, withheld his decision temporarily. The Citizens Water Company of McDonald awarded the contract for the sinking of two gas wells on the company’s property on the edge of the town. Gas in paying quantities was recently discovered there, and by the sinking of wells it is hoped to secure an abundance of fuel at minimum cost. Rev. E. R. Tait of the Princeton Presbyterian Church has just receiv- ed a call to the Wampum Presbyter- fan Church. Fire Does $75,000 Damage. Fire of unknown origin almost to- tally destroyed a four-story building, on North Second street, Philadelphia, entailing a loss estimated at $75,000. The first and second floors of the building were occupied by Cunning- ham & Co., tobacco jobbers, while the other floors were occupied by Feinish & Son, manufacturers of shirt waists. Jaccbhb Ralston, a well-known resi- dent of Harmony, was struck by a Baltimore & Ohio freight train at the depot at Zelinople, thrown under and instantly killed. the | al-| York county, | Postmaster Geo. Stem- | baugh says there was’ about $125 in | is no al WANT LOWER TAXES Coal Land Operators and Owners Ap- peal Against Assessment. Judges Lucien W. Doty and A. D. McConnell of Greensburg, began the hearing of the appeals by coal com- panies and individuals - against the valuations placed by the county com- missioners on coal lands at the last triennial assessment. Coal values in all sections have been boosted, the increase in many cases being 75 -per cent. Tbe opera- tors and individual owners generally complain that if they are com- pelled to pay tax at the increased valuations their operations will be unprofitable. The appeals set for the first day were on coal in the Irwin district, which has been assessed at a uni- form figure of $400 an acre. LIT FIRE WITH KEROSENE Foreigners Try Old Trick With the Usual Result. Through the explosion of a can of kerosene used in kindling a fire, three men were burned near Evans City. The injured: Stephen Canif, Geo. Fryfon, John Doring. All are in the hospital, and it is said Canif and Fryfon will die. The men were employed on the Pittsburg, Harmecny, Butler & New Castle Street Railway, and did their own cooking in a shanty. One of the men was lighting a fire, and, owing to the fuel being wet, the blaze was slow. His companions picked up the oil can and handed it to him, saying it would make the fire burn. The ex- plosion wrecked the shanty. STATE PAYS BILL Held Up Over Allowance of 10 Cents Per Mile, Considered Too Much. After several months’ delay theo Washington county commissioners have finally received from the state the money due for the primaries held several months ago, under the provi- sions of the new uniform primaries fact. The state refuses to . pay the | bl as submitted, cutting the amount from $4,560.83 ti $3,773.84. The com- missioners acting in good faith and on the advice of the Washington county solicitor, allowed the return judges mileage at the rate of 10 cents a mile, while the state holds they were entitled to only 5 cents a mile. NEW COAL LINE PLANNED Branch of Chartiers Valley Road from Van Eman to Zollarsville. That the Pennsylvaflia Railroad Co. intends -building a branch road from Van Eman station, on the Chartiers Valley line, to Zollarsville, and the Ten Mile region, there is no longer doubt. : To pass through the Blaine Dague farm, near Odell, the company last week put up $5,000, and to go through the farm of E, U. Ross gave a bond of $20,000. The Pennsylvania officials last week went over the pro- posed route. HUNTER IS SHOT Mount Pleasant Man Is Peppered When a Pheasant Rises. Harry Giles of Mount Pleasant, | chief engineer of the Mount Pleasant Water Company, was probably fatal- ly injured in a hunting accident near Donegal. With G. A. Graul and 1. F. Gibbs, he set out early for the moun- tains. They had been in the field only a short time, when a pheasant was started by the dogs. The guns of Graul and Gibbs cracked at the | same time. Giles, standing almost 50 | yards away, received the charge of | shot from one of the guns. | RAILROAD SUES WOMAN | Miss Wocdward Is Said to Have Shot at Employes. | Miss Ella Woodward of Mononga- hela, is the defendant in an aetion | brought by the Pennsylvania Railroad Company charging her with pointing | firearms and shooting at employes. | She was arrested by Constable Pow- {er and is held for a hearing before | Alderman Dav of Monongahela. Her latest act, according to allega- . tions, was to shoot at the flagman . of a freight train last Saturday. Undertakers’ Fees Rzised. Undertakers of Fayette county, who | petitioned for an increse for inter- | ment of pauper dead have been ac- | commodated. The old prices were | $5, $8 and $12, and they asked for | $12, $15 and $25. The poor board | adopted resolutions recommending | $8, $12 and $20, and they have been approved by the court. Fire which caused $6,000 damage at Big Fire in Small Town. Red Lion, York county, threatened | for a time to wipe out the town. | Losses were sustained as follows: S. J. Smith, cigar factory; Levi Kalt- reider, stable and warehouse; Dr. C. Yeagle, stable; John Seitz, John Garner, warehouse. { M. | stable; The Blair county grand - jury - ap- pointed three furniture experts to ex- amine the new furniture in the re- constructed court house to ascertain whether or not the county was over- charged. BOYCOTT MILK DEALERS Philadelphia Lahor Organizations Re- sent Advance in Price. The Central Labor Union, repre- senting the various labor organiza- tions in the city of Philadelphia, at a meeting, voted to boycott the members of the Philadelphia Milk Exchange, and all milk dealers who attempt to act in accordance with the agreement made at a recent meeting of the exchange to raise the price of milk to 10 cents per quart.
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