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The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1897-07-08
Grandson Turns wheat Thief.

Special to the Indianapolis Journal.
HAGERSTOWN, Ind, July John
Locke, who resides about three miles north
of this place, and who left his home some
months ago to avoid prosecution for steal
ing a large quantity of wheat from his
grandfather, was arrested and locked in
the county Jail yesterday On numerous
occasions last winter John a. Locke missed
large quantities of wheat from his granary,
where he had several hundred bushels
stored. Mr.. Locke discovered his grandson
in the act of stealing the wheat, and took
out warrant for the young mans arrest.
The grandson took alarm and fed. He was
induced to return and was promptly arrest
ed. Others are said to be implicated with
him, and his arrest will probably lead TO
their identification. Locke is a member OF
a good family. his grandfather being one of
the most prominent farmers in the western
part of this county. Many depredations
have recently been committed in that neigh
borhood, and it is believed that Locke was
a member of a gang which will now be
broken
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Henry Martin.

BUFFALO, July Henry Martin, be-
lieved to have been the oldest citizen of
Buffalo, died to-day in his ninety-fifth year.
He was for thirty years president of the
Manufacturers and Traders Bank of this
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Special to the Indianapolis Journal.
LIBERTY, Ind, July 7.-Roscoe Macy,
son of John B. Macy, Of this place, who
disappeared with a gang Of tramps some
months ago, was found at Toledo O.. yes
terday by his father. The boy had written
n letter to chum here, who informed the
father of his whereabouts.
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Another Fast Torpedo Boat.

NEWPORT. r. L., July T. - The tor
pedo boat Dupont. on trial run to-day
made speed figured out at 30.S3 knots per
hour. The Porter, on her official trial. made
2S.72 knots. To-day three boilers on the
Dupont were used; steam pressure, 225
revolutions, 400 per minute.
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1897-07-08
Ex-Minirter Lothrop sinking.

DETROIT, July Hon. George " N
Lothrop, ex-minister to Russia, who had
partially recovered from an attack of heat
prostration, began sinking this afternoon.
1t is feared he may not again rally
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OBITUARY..
Col. James Andrews, PrOminen
Mechanical Engineer.

PITTSBURG, July 7-Col. James An
drews, one of the most prominent mechan-
ical engineers of the country, died at his
home in Allegheny yesterday of Bright's
disease. Col. Andrews was associated with
Captain James b. Eads in the construction
of the Mississippi jetties an ST Louis
bridge. He was also deeply interested in
the Tehuantepec ship railway project. He
was sixty years of age.
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hauling this coal. Deputy marshals have
been stationed along the line of the road
to prevent interference with trains and the
nosSihle destruction of bridges.
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1897-07-08

ROME, July Duke Lante Revere is
dead. He was a descendant of Pope Julius
IL and married rich American woman
named Davis
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"PeriIs of Methodism,, Discussed.

Ill. of the Boys Brigade drowned in six
feet OF water. He got tangled up in the
grasses and other water growth.
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One Truant Omcer Enough.

Special to the Indianapolis Journal.
NOBLESVILLE. Ind, July AT a re-
cent meeting of the County Board of Edu-
cation it was decided to make but one dis
trict of Hamilton county for purposes of
complying with the compulsory educational
law After careful consideration it was
found that last year not more than per
cent. of the children of the county between
the ages of eight and fourteen were out
of school and therefore there is but little
need of a truant officer. The trustees of
the townships. towns and cities in cooper
alton with the teachers have all agreed to
first give their assistance to bring in the
children who are absent from school before
the truant officer is asked to act The en-
forcement of the law is to be the last re-
sort. When any children, after due notice
by township trustee, fail to attend school
then the cases are to be reported to the
county superintendent and the truant off,
Ger will be instructed to DO his duty. 1t is
believed here that there will be but little
work for the truant officer and that one is
sufficient for the county. To-day Superin-
tendent Hutchens announced the appoint
ment of George Nagle ex-sheriH of the
county for this position.
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sion. The friend. whose name was
Jerlyn, ram rapidly down the steps and
hastily leaned over the PROSTATE man,
while the ladies looked anXiously on
from the piazza. Other guests were
quickly attracted to the spot.
My God!" cried Jerlyn, looking
upward towards the ladies, after he had
touched the forehead and the wrist of
Bradnor, 81 am afraid the dear old fell
low is dreadfully hurt"
A physician was hastily summoned,
but meantime the injured man had been
tenderly borne by strong arms to his
bed chamber. He recovered conscious
ness after some moments and when a
careful examination had been made the
medical man declared that no bones
were broken. but that badly-sprained
ankle would confine Bradnor to his bed
for many days
The young, stalwart fellow, with his
six feet of height and broad shoulders,
chafed under the latter sentence. He
did not feel i'll. although the pain was
intense in his ankle. But the doctor
was obdurate. declaring that most seri-
Gus results would be likely to follow
any attempt upon his part to arise from
his bed for week, at least
With groan the man turned his
face away and presently fell asleep,
from the effects of an opiate that had
been administered in his arm.
The following morning he dozed fit
fully. the effects of the drug not having
worn away. but with the afternoon his
intelligence returned to him. His eyes
ranging over the room he saw upon his
dressing case a great cluster OF red
roses. and for a moment he wondered
who had given them to him; but the
| thought was an evanescent one. Per
haps he thought it was an act Of Jer-
lyn's. who had spent the greater part
| of the day in his room.
Day after day. however, he observed
Barton County democrat. [volume] (Great Bend, Kan.) 1885-1915, 1897-04-15
EASTER TRIUMPH.
A Fresh Impetus Given TO the Upward
Aspirations of Mankind.


The passing of the severe season is
the signal for undisguised triumph in
external nature. Sky and sun. and
mead and crag. are lighted up with q
now fire 1t is the feast of the sun. the
yearly awakening of the myriad sleep
ing beauties-the running of the sap.
the coloring of the leaf and the flower.
the return of life and strength and myr-
lad activities.
Mans Easter is at one with that of
nature and with the Divine who is risen.
The ancient church ranks the resurrec-
ton as the first and primal basis of her
claim For if He is not risen there is
no shadow of right in Christianity as a
Divine institution. But. on the other
hand. all men are risen with Him. The
world rose very great and strong On
that Easter morning when Love came
back from the tomb with message of
hope and a proof and assurance of the
faith of the chosen few.
Ever since Easter triumphs have
multiplied. rising is the new order. EN-
celsior is the schoolboy's motto. Full
grown ambition sees nothing in the
way of his attaining the greatest honor
| or the highest station-eXcept Lack OF
opportunity and unfaVoraDle clrcuIn-
| stances. The primeval downward in
| man comes back now only as an atav-
| ism that is out of place and out of date.
| In the aspiring of an ill-judged pur-
suit of greatness or success. the bad
trait of some long dead ancestor comes
| back to pull down. instead of building
up. The general tendency, however. is
| upward. We believe fresh impetus
was given to it on the first Easter when
| the women waited for Him to come
back-the Light of Hope from the
sightless eyes of death. There is no
more darkness or death. but light and
| life.-Col1ier's Weekly.
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| that fresh ones were supplied to replace
the others. When a week had passed. he
| turned suddenly upon jerlyn and
| thanked him for his care and the gift
| of the flowers.
J Flowers. what fowers?- demanded
.Jerlyn. nervously. He was "a little.
| nervous man. who spoke rapidly.
Didn't know you cared for EN-.
| don't. Cabbages are much more TO nv
taste. especially when boiled with bacon
| or beef
| Isr;Mnor did not pursue the subject.
| but he broOded over il all the more. He
had no acquaintance or friend at the
| Springs save .Ierlyn. and he was sure
the landlord had not provided them.
| He was now able to sit in an easy
chair and the doctor had promised that
within day two he might. with the
aid of crutches. leave his room and
mingle with the guests of the hotel.
The following morning be was awake
when Bridget. the chambermaid. en-
| tered his room and was surprised TO see
her bearing a cluster of fresh roses in
her hands.
Bridget" he said. with frmness,
come here
The girl. somewhat trepidant. APP
preached his bedside. still holding the
| flowers.
$50 it is you who have been filling
that vase every morning, is it?"
''Shure. sor. an SO it wor." she replied.
with courtesy.
Yes. Bridget. now hand me that
pocketbook on the table there. That
is well. Now want you to tell me who
gave you the roses to bring in to me-
''Howly mither. sor. an that | will
niver be afthcr dom. Mrs. Travis. the
Teddy. sor. thrittened me ! dom know
what av ! sid a wurred about her. sor-''
THAT will do. my girl" he said. gen.
thy. as he placed a bill in her hands.
| Leave the roses here by my side and
go out of the room for little while"
Tin dollars cried Bridget. after
reaching the hall. IAN all because l wor
afther refusin' the tillin' av him who
stint them! Shure the kind gintleman's
gone clane delft"
Bradnor seized the cluster eagerly
and let his nostrils drink in their CRATE
full odor. While he did so the memory
of the heavenly voice freshened. and he
seemed to hear it sing over and over
again the hymns of the Easter day SER
vice. Then he listened for the dear
words of the flower song: 'Tis the Last
Rose of Summer" In deep revery he
closed his eyes for several moments.
after which he opened them again. laid
the roses down with profound sigh
and then said. aloud:
"Victor Bradnor. you wretch. you are
deeply. desperately and foolishly in
love with a human voice. and that voice
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is the property of married woman.
Shame upon you'll"
When he was permitted to go down
stairs he inquired for Mrs. Travis. It
would be but an act of propriety and
courtesy to thank her in person for her
kindness to a sick man.
She had gone away the evening be-
fore with her mother.
THE deuce take it," he said. regret
fully, lam L never to see her face?"
When next Easter day came Victor
Rradnor was in Rome and with thou
sands of others attended the magnificent
services at ST. Peters. where all the
pomp and circumstances of stately
robes, grand professions and artistic
| music combined to give emphasis to
this day of days in the calendar. Brad
nor listened pensively to the glory
strains of organ and the rich-toned
voices of the men and boys of the choir.
His thoughts were far out and away in
the UNCOVERED Virginia church. and
he felt that the music of her voice was
sweeter than that Of all the harmonies
which echoed in ST. Peters. While the
organ pealed and voices blended with
~ III HdPpy dccidim Oh heSurFecuOn
day. he thought he could hear her
divine vocalization above them all, soft
and gentle withal as the zephyr at even
| tide.
He was glad when the services were
ended, because their suggestions
brought too freshly before him the
recollections Of the Easter day Of the
previous year. He felt he must go
through, life f1auTfef1 nv a voice. ff,e
| owner of which he burst not look upon
even should he chance to meet her, be-
| cause she was the wife of another.
Passing into the outer air. he walked
along ainlessly pursued by the object
of his love. the voice that continued to
! haunt him. He was aroused out of his
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,, longs to her. Victor Bradnor?"
Still, though he sneered and reproved
himself. the voice quicl<ened and sent
out repeated melodies in the great cham
Der of his thoughts.
White Sulphur Springs was filled with
people from all over the country and
among the throDgs was Victor Bradnor.
who had gone thither not so much for
his health as TO get away from the heat
of the city and the ennui that at times
oppressed him.
The evening was a delightful one in
August. and Bradnor was seated upon
the veranda of his hotel. holding high
converse with an old acquaintance he
had first met at Florence, and. la ter. at
London.
This friend was languidly telling of
misadventure he had on gondola at
Venice. in which fair Venetian maid
figured. punctuated by an Involuntary
bath in the blue waters. when. suddenly.
Bradnor leaned his head to one side.
like a dog when attentively regarding
his master.
He no longer heard his friend. The
firing of cannon would not have di-
verted him from the object of his in
terest
Again the tender chords of memory
were touched and his big chest heaved
like huge bellows pumped by a smith.
The voice of the village church
poured out it's richness in stream of
glory. overwhelming yet inspiring him
with its refreshing. The woman was
singing the Last Rose of Summer" a
touch Of sadness Dervaded her voice,
which now and then nearly quivered
with emotion as she declared the soil
fairness of the flower and the death of
it's fellows. She was singing in the
great hall and the liquid tones poured
through the open windows.
When she had done he sighed heav-
lily. arose and strobe abruptly away
from his friend. who. with mild sur
prise upon his countenance, likewise
stood upon his feet and slowly followed
after Bradnor.
The latter proceeded on his way until
he reached the end of the long piazza,
when he faced about and paused. upon
the very brink of the broad flight of
steps.
His friend drew near and was about
to address him. when party of ladies
approached from within and both gen.
tlemen moved as if to permit them to
have greater freedom in passing. Brad
nor. in his abstraction. stepped back
ward instead of forward. with the re-
suit that he lost his footing, slipped and
fell heavily, rolling over until he
reached the ground.
Instantly everything was in confu-
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;traction by a sudden scream and

abstraction by a sudden scream and
then another.
Just ahead of him a great buriy fell
low. thievish beggar. it would seem.
had seized a woman. an elegantly
dressed lady, by the arm. while her
companion, a young and exquisiteIy
beautiful female. regarded the man
with looks Of horror upon her refneS!
face.
Striding rapidly forward. Bradnor
reached out and grasped the knave,
who had not observed his approach. by
the throat and threw him heavily to the
ground. The rascal lay stunned for a
moment. and. then reviving. gathered
himself quickly together. and hurried
away. muttering imprecations as he
staggered along.
I'VE had given him money. sir" said
the older of the ladies. but he de-
manded more. all we had. in fact. and.
and" she was greatly excited and was
so overcome that she broke fairly down.
MANY of the Roman beggars are very
bold" he said. reassuringly. but you
will hear no moro from him. But-here
is my card" he said. drawing out his
case and handing one to each. You
are Americans and | am an American
also. Permit me to see you to your
carriage
Mamma, that is Mrs. Trenton. wished
US to take one. but the distance is so
short and the day so lovely. headstrong.
I decided we had better walk. | am
Mrs. Travis, both of Ingleside. Vir-
GINA"
The owner of the divine voice. The
charm of it was as sweet in CONVERSE
ton as in song. Bradnor. as they pro-
ceeded on their way. regarded her
furtively from time to time.
Mrs. Trenton knew of the Bradnors,
of Baltimore. and invited Victor to call
upon them This he readily agreed to
do.
One day he thanked Mrs. Travis for
the roses she had sent him. Then she
biushed crimson.
why. Mr.. Bradnor. what must you
have thought of my boldness? did not
know your name and really thought
you were the old gentleman-your
friend so spoke of you when you lay
upon the ground"
Bradnor laughed heartily. He and the
owner of the voice had become much
better acquainted by this time.
More than this. he had learned from
her mother that she was bride of an
hour only. her husband having been
killed in a railroad accident within less
than the time named. after the marriage
ceremony had been performed The
girl-wife escaped uninjured and re-
turned with his dead body from what
had been intended to be happy and ex-
tended tour This was four years ago.
and Kitty was now %.
1.-THE deuce take it," murmured Brad
nor. when the mother told him. that
was what that COMPOUNDED landlord was
trying to tell me-
They remained at Rome two months.
and Bradnor was almost continually
with them. He met them at Paris. and
at London. The grace and charm of the
young woman were equal to the melody
of her voice, and-well. when the next
Easter rolled around Kitty Bradnor sat
by the side of her husband in the little
ivv-covered church. where. as he aft
erward declared. she sang more divinely
than ever.
WILLIAM ROSSER CoBBE.
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Easter.

Across the winters gloom
There falls a golden ray.
And from each wildhower's tomb
The stone Is rolled away.
Once more to life and love
The buds and leaves of spring
Come forth and hear above
The birds like angels sing
In every wood and field
Behold the symbol shown
The mystery revealed.
The majesty made known.
Christ, who was crucihed.
Is riSeni Lo, the signi
The earth at Easter-tide
Touched by His hand divine!
Frank Dempster Sherman. in Youths
Companion
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For going on. our life grows gray
In shadow of the passed away;
The things we had. and have not. seem
The fading vision of dream,
Dear voices hushed. dear hands ungrasped,
Dear household broken. links unciasped
That late were binding kith and kin:
Such winds of sorrow have swept in
That wide. waste spaces everywhere
Leave empty silence. bleak and bare
Not now with starry lilies Digit
We greet the Easter's morning light.
Our lilies bloom beyond the tide.
Sweet fields are on that other side,
Here meet we pain and fret and loss.
And heavy weight of rough-hewn cross.
When Easter breaks. thank God. we say.
For strength still equal to our day.
For hopes that span the road before
And love that climbs to Heavens door.
IT'S much, If but. serene and still,
We can accept the Fathers will,
And comforted. uplft our psalm.
And feel, through tears the Easter balm.
And now. by every lowly grave,
One tender thought our fond hearts crave.
That He whose outward grave-clothes lay
Folded and fair on Easter day
May come so much our own to be
That aye His blessed company
May light like sunshine all our gloom,
And make our Easter lilies bloom
In hearts that join with full accord
The anthems to the risen Lord.
Margaret e. Sangster. in Chicago In
terror.
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church, and It :ecalled tender memories
of the days of his youth.
Following it's sound he reached the
edifice. which stood in the midst of a
neglected graveyard full of grave
stones. many of which were fallen or
broken in pieces. Tangles of bush and
brier were on every hand.
Entering the house of worship. which
he found to De already filed, he mod
estly took seat near the door and I'M
der the gallery of the choir
The day was Easter, and the plain
oaken altar pore large vases of sweet
, flowers, whose fragrance had stolen all
over the audience room and made the
air of the April morning grateful with
its presence.
Soon the little organ sent forth
peal announcing prelude. and the
young man looked bored. But in a mo-
ment he assumed an attentive. rapt at
titude, and ripples of glad sunshine
played over his features.
A voice of marvellous sweetness rang
out within the narrow walls of the
sanctuary. 1t was full. rich. clear. di-
vine almost, in its expression.
Bradnor thought of the angel song
on the plain of Bethlehem, and closed
his eyes. as though to shut out all sight
lest the glorious harmonies be lost to
him.
He did not think of the singer. wheth-
er old or young, nor of the trium phant
words of the hymn she sang. 1t was
her voice, so intense in it's earnestness,
so flutelike in its softness. yet so human.
withal. that had entered his SOUL
Thenceforth he had no heart for the
prayers. nor the words that were read.
nor the sermon that was spoken. He
sat as one in deep sleep. from which
he only reused when the ineffable voice
rang out in it's rich cadences. Others
mingled with it. but these lie did not
hear.
When the services were ended he
slowly made his way to the village inn.
where he had been stopping during the
past week. There be inquired of the
landlord concerning the owner of the
voice.
Boniface was fat. wheezy fellow.
whose thoughts came slow and whose
speech was slower. Bradnor found it
necessary to repeat the question.
she's Mrs. Kitty Travis" slowly
came the reply. wife of Tim Travis,
who"
20. the deuce!" calculated the young
man. as he turned disappointedly away.
The landlord stared at him with his
great google eyes in establishment and
attempted a movement to call him
back. but Bradnor had disappeared
from the room. Several times during
the afternoon and evening the host es-
sayed speech with his guest. but was
so hating in purpose that be never sue
ceeded.
Bradnor took an early morning train
for his home in Baltimore. and when
the sun rose the hills around the little
Virginia village were far behind him
But he took with him memory of that
place. fresher and sweeter and purer
than the white lilies that grew in lux.
uriance upon either side of the roadway
Tt was the voice of a woman in the ivy,
mantled village church.
"Confound it." be muttered. land the
owner of it is married. Yes, and doubt
less gray and old aud wrinkled. What
have you 10 do with the voice OF mar
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a Valuable HAN.

I'VE pay our minister $500 a year.
"Ours gets 81 ,oO0."
HAS he ever been tried for heresy?7
mo. but he says eyether and nyther.'
N. Y. World.
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when He Wa. Frightened.

YES" said the retired army officer,
Il can recall two occasions when l was
most terribly frightened"
-Oh!" exclaimed the romantic young
ady, "do tell me about them. l sup
pose it happened when you were fight
ing the Indians.
NO." he replied. lone time was when
/. was married. and the other time was
when we had our baby christened-'-
Cleveland Leader.
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Flanagan wanted to Know.

Flannigan-I met a man last week,
and. bedad, I'd have sworn it was your
self.
O'Toole-And wasn't it?
Flannigan-Niver bill But he was
your very image, barrin' he was thrifie
gray / suppose. now. We haven't such a
thing as twin brother n few years old
er than yourself ?-Tit-BitS-
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A RurnI DeIusfOn.

He-How did you discover shat she
was from the country?
She-I overheard her saying that city
people didn't know OF care anything