The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1898-01-30
ABOUT PEOPLE AND THINGS.

Mrs. Paul Breem, of San Francisco, has
given $50, 600 for the construction of an arch
IN Golden Gate Park, to be a memorial to
her husband and sons.
The health of ex-En4press Eugene is not
satisfactory The ex-Empress is in her sew
enty-first year. She has been, for some
Years past, crippled with rheumatism. She
VIII leave England for her villa at Cap
martin al an earlv date.
Sol Smith Russell has presented hand
some loving cup to the Minneapolis Press
Club. He sent the following telegram on
the night of the presentation: Twelve
O'Clock and all is well; pass the cup round
and round, and if you love me, spare the
water"
The Prince and Princess of Wales are to
represent Queen Victoria at the coronation
of the Queen of the Netherlands, which
tember, directly after the celebration of her
eighteenth birthday when she comes of age
officially.
A divorce suit at Topeka, Kan, the other
day revealed the fact that Barber Conrad
Meyer had two hundred acres of farmland
near Topeka three hundred acres in Okla
homa several herds of cattle and thousands
OF bushels of corn in cribs. He made it all
IN twenty-six years running barber shop
In q Topeka basement
While the Rev. John McNeill the famous
evangelist, was preaching recently in Bel
pulled out his watch and stared at it. Mr.
MCNEIL noticed the man, and, looking down
at him, said: Have patience with me. You
know it took us two hours and half yes
terday to go round the golf links and l am
tar from that time yet.
1t certainly is a ma tier of congratulation
that just as the stock of quinine-producing
trees of South America was giving out the
thoughtful Briton planted them in India,
| and now their culture is so scientifically
conducted that the ague-shaken thousands
need nave no more fears. The prisoners in
the Jails are employed in making the quin-
Inc itself into tive-grain packets, and in one
OF them more than three millions and a half
OF these packets were made last year.
A number of women of high rank are in
Roman Catholic converts in England. Two
of the Ladies Howard, sisters of the Duke
of Norfolk, nuns; so is Lady Edith
Fielding, sister of Lord Denbigh Lady
Frances Berthe sister of Lord Abingdon, IS
a num- as are likewise Miss Dormer, daugh-
ter of Lord DOrmer, and the two Misses
Clifford sisters of Lord Clifford, of Chud-
leigh. Not less than four of the Misses
Stonor, sisters of Lord Clifden, are living in
closter. Two of the Viscountess Clifdens
brothers are priests, one being Monsignor
Stonor.
Jane Cakebread, the famous English
woman who, after being convicted over
three hundred times for drunkenness, was
taken in hand by Lady Henry Somerset and
given home in model village where the
| temptation of bibulous nature was nom
existent has rival in Elizabeth Watts,
| also Londoner. Elizabeth was recently
| sentenced for the 232d time for overindul-
gence in drink, and while she is still far be-
| hind James record, she is comparatively
| young, and has hopes of winning the cham
| pionship before she retires. That Elizabeth
is a consistent person is proven by the fact
| that her 232 convictions have all occurred in
| the same police court.
| A remarkable instance of telepathy is re-
lated by former Senator Henry L. Dawes
| in connection with the death of Gardiner
| G. Hubbard, of Washington, for many
! years an intimate friend of Mr.. Dawes. At
clock Saturday morning Mr.. Dawes was
| awakened with a distinct and vivid i'm
preston that he had been standing by the
| bedside of his friend and that he had wit
messed the death of Mr.. Hubbard In the
morning Mr. Dawes related the occurrence
| to members of his family About 10 o'clock
| that morning Mr.. Dawes saw a messenger
| boy coming toward his house, and so strong
was his impression that Mr.. Hubbard was
dead that he remarked: THAT messenger
boy is coming with a message for me, an
nouncing the death of Mr.. Hubbard The
messenger had a telegram for Mr.. Dawes
Hubbard. had died at Washington at 3
o'clock that morning.
A man remembers his alphabet
No matter how long is his life;
The letters which he forgets are the ones
He promised to mail for his wife.
Judge