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m. &? WASHED ASHORE. Bodies of Nine of the Crow of the Steamer Richmond Recovered at Dunkirk. Now Known That Not One of the Un fortunate Crew Escaped Alive. Another Disastrous Wreck In Satur day's Gale Reported—Fourteen Lives Lost. DUNKIRK, N. Y.. Oct. 17.—Up to 1 o'clock p. in. nine bodies from the •wrecked Dean Richmond's crew, had been recovered. One is that of a woman. At present those identified are: Frank Patton, A. B. Meadows, wheel man and Hudge the fireman. The woman was identified as Ella Elsworth. It is believed the remainder of the bodies are between here and Silver Creek and tugs are out searching in that vicinity. It is now known that not one ot the entire crew escaped death. Among the bodies found were those of Captain Stoddart and Mate Royles sen. The captain's watch was stopped at 12:20 o'clock, showing that to have been about the time the steamer went down. In the mate's pockets were found all his papers, which indicates that he knew there was no hope of sav ing the steamer and had prepared to leave her. A lighter and pile driver are ashore between here and Battery Point, and it is supposed that the crew were drowned. Nothing has been heard of them so far. The condition of the bodies indicate that the unfortunate seamen had not been dead long, that they had prob ably been cast adiift some time during the night and had been beaten to death on the dangerous rocks that abound in that part of the lake. The wreckage is still being cast ashore and it is believed the Richmond foundered not more than three miles out in the lake. It seems impossible that any one of the 18 souls on board could have es caped alive. The Richmond was a Clover Leaf boat and her crew were all from Toledo. She was the first of the larger steamers which mark the com ing of the present style of marine con struction on the lake. FOURTEEN LOST. Another Disastrous Wreck From Saturday's Storm Reported. POET ROWAN, Ont., Oct. 17.—The barge Wocoken of Cleveland foundered here during the storm Saturday even ing, The \essel was loaded with coal and bound down. Only three persons were saved and 14 others lost. Those taken from the rigging by the life boat are: Jay P. Sapp, J. A. Rice of Cleve land, and Robert Crowning of Dela ware. Nothing Heard of the Johnson. MANISTEE, Mich., Oct. 17.—Nothing has been heard of the steamer Henry J. Johnson, which had the lost schoon er Minnehaha in tow on Lake Michi gan Saturday. The last seen of the steamer was when she passed Manistee going south Saturday afternoon. Tel egraphic inquiries at Ludington, Mus kegon and other east shore ports showed that she did not run into any of them. It is evident that the storm was too strong for the steamer to breast and she was running betore it. Captain William Packer, the only survivor ot the Minnehaha, has arrived here with the life-saving crew Passe W a SAULT STE. MARIE, Mich., Oct. 17.— The captain of the steamer Jay Gould, which passed down duung the night, reports passing through a quantity ot wreckage above Whitefish Point, lc consisted ot hatches, taraulins and hatch trames. This would indicate that some vessel has gone to the bot tom with all on boaid. The missing steamer Kershaw and barge Sage are reported ashore, the Kershaw at Warski bay, and the Sage at Whitefish Point. Crew of the Whitaker Safe. PORT DOVER, Ont., Oct. 17.—The steamer Whitaker went ashoie at Long Point Saturday night. She was bound up the lake, light, drawing feet of water. Aftei losing her anchor and chains during the gale she jumped the bar on which there is about thiee reet of water and is now lying between the bar and shore. The crew is here safe, after having rowed 18 miles. by Lifeboats. NEW York, Oct. 17.—A World special from Rochester, N. Y., says.: The steam barge Heola, owned by the George Hall Coal company, went ashore Saturday night near Wellington, opposite Char lotte. Her crew of 16 men were res cued by the lifeboats lrom Wellington. She will probably be a total loss. Cannot he Typo. DETROIT, Mich., Oct. 17.—The three masted schooner reported to be sunk in Gravelly bay by the captain of the Neosho cannot be the schooner Typo. That schooner has been in this port since the storm commenced. is in Vessels Missing. NEW YORK, Oct, 17.—Nineteen fish ing smacks, the crews of which num ber 160 men, have been at sea since Thursday last, and it is feared a num ber of them have foundered during the gale. North Dakota Presbyterians. LISBON, N. D., Oct. 17.—The synod of North Dakota is in session here., ev. J. B. Hobart is moderator and Rev. E. W. Day stated clerk. The opening sermon was delivered by Rev. F. M. Wood of Fargo. Rev. a B. Williams delivered an address on "Christian Education," and Rev. John Mordy spoke on a •f&k& WM t-i,. s£ -&&•&• JUS .-^THE CHILDREN'S O O & How peaceful at night $&%-%• The sleeping children lie, Bach gentle breath so light Escaping like a sighl How tranquil seems the room, how fair, To one who softly enters thcrel Whose hands are those unseen That smooth each little bed? Whose locks are tho'-e that lean Over each pillowed head? Whose hp-s caress the boys and girls? Whose fingers Mroke the golden curls? Whose are lie jearning ej es». And whose the trembling tear? Whose heart is this that cries. Beseeching God to heai Whose but the motliei *s, in whose face Love shows its sweetest d\\ ellnig place? Her hopes in beauty bloom. And heaven sends down its light. Which lingers in the room Where mother says, "Good night." Soft treading bv the sleepers there. Her very presence seems a pi oyer. —Buffalo Commercial. WILL AN I. 1 had been sitting at my desk for a full hour, engaged in the laudable occu pation of doing nothing. In spite of my trouble, what wonder then that I drifted off into reverie, and my thoughts re verted to sadly pleasant retrospect? Once more it was winter—the sunny New Orleans winter—and Will and I were together. I recalled the hours passed in reading and writing and mu sic: the drives and walks and theaters. The most minute and trivial incidents recurred to my mind, and I found my self smiling at the recollection of a cer tain long, narrow, phenomenally dark passage or alleyway on Royal street, up which we glanced one night, and which Will, with his bright and quick sense of humor, immediate1 christened "Jack the Ripper's court.' This is not a sensational story that 1 am about to tell. I warn my readers in advance that there is nothing star tling or wildly romantic in it. From start to finish it is a simple "o'ertrue tale." And yet it was romantic too. There was a tinge of romance, after all, when Will asked me to become his wife, to marry him in secret. We had been betrothed for a year, and he was far from -strong. His health was under mined, and a horrible fear oppressed him that he would be taken away. In the prime of his manhood, with life and hope and happiness all his, it was an aw ful thought. "Constance," he said one night as we stood on the moonlit gallery, with its luxuriant rose vines and the great yel low roses clambering up to shake down their showers of fragrance in our faces, "my darling, be my wife now! Why should we wait, dear one? There is noth ing between our lives and happiness but the bugbear of poverty, and I shall have a fortune when I am 30. I shall be 30 next September, Constance, if—if I live." Something in the sweet, tender voice made me glance up swiftly into the brave, dark eyes. Beautiful, tender eyes, where are you now? Where are you today, O Will? Hidden away forever from the sight of my eyes, from beyond the clasp of my arms—gone, gone—I feel it, believe it—to that Beautiful, veiled, bright world, Where the glad ghosts meet. Something in his voice made my heart ache. "Why do you speak so sadly?" I asked him. "Never mind the fortune, Will. I care nothing for that, if you are only spared to me." "I know it, dear, tender little heart," he answered softly. "You are the only true woman in the world, Constance But I wanted to tell you (I am supersti tious, I admit it) it was prophesied that I shall die before I am 30." "Nonsense!" I cried sturdily, "that is sheer supeistition, and it is very wrong to believe in it, dear. No one knows the future. I would never thmk of that again if I were you." I tried to smile as I spoke—to shake off the strange feeling that would oppress me, try as I might—but all in vain. Die before 30! My true hearted, noble Will, with his sunny smile and tender dark eyes! I would not believe it. It was absurd. So I laughed at his fears as foolishness and tried to make him for get. But he was far from strong, and that one glimpse of what might be in store for us—the awful parting that might come—made me decide. So 1 promised that night to become his wife at once and "in secret and silence," as the old song says. Everything was made ready, and on the following night—the night before his departure—we were quietly married in a quaint little old church in one of the retired streets of New Orleans. And Will and I belonged to each other for time and eternity. The sad parting came next day—and he went back to his northern home, while 1 returned to my work, brightened only by the hope of meeting in the sum mer at quiet Long Beach. I am not a superstitious woman. 1 had laughed aff Will for his own dread of the supernatural and his belief in a prophecy, but we had not been parted a whole month when something very cu rious happened. Will had written to me every day, such dear, sweet letters that they did my heart good—kept it alive, in fact. But for those letters I would have given up my hold upon hope and would have succumbed to despair. But one day no letter came. I felt a strange sinking at the heart—an awful sense of depression darkness gathered over my life. Suspense—hope deferred these are the two emotions which serve to kill the human heart, to darken and blight existence. That night I went ont on the little gallery where we had pass ed so many happy hours. The moon was bright, and one star shone in the blue vault above my head—one that Will had long ago designated "our star." My heart was crushed and heavy. I stood leaning against one of the coi ning which supported the gallery, the •cent of the roses that he loved floating all around me. And as I stood there, something—a light touch—fell upon my shoulder. A. cold breeze crept over my check, like a breath from the grave. 17* I turned my eyes, and there before me in the cold moonlight stood Will—my hmbaud. With a wild incredulous cry of delight and rapture, I flung my arms about him —only to grasp empty air! No one was there! Will was gone! I fell to the gallery floor and lay there like a dead woman. When 1 opened my eyes, the moon was fihimng down upon me, just as calm and cold and imperial as ever. I struggled to a sitting posture and gazed wildly about me. What did it mean? I was not at all superstitious, yet I felt that I had seen my husband that night, just as truly as I had ever beheld his face in my life. The next day—no letter, and the next, still no letter. Oh, the anguish of hope deferred! The time had come now for me to go to Long Beach, as I had promised him I would keep my word—no matter how hard it might be, I would go there. If he—if that hideous prophecy had really come true—at all events, I would keep my promise—my last promise to him. So I went. Oh. the long, dreary, inter minable days, with only the monotonous waters before me, the blue, blue sky and golden sunshine always the same. It made my heart faint and sick. I had written and written letter after letter Still no response. I felt that he was dead. And no one could tell me, be cause how could his friends in the fat distant north know aught of the south ern woman whom he had secretly wed ded? And so the dreary, endless days dragged by. and I still lived, heartbroken and helpless. I will never more laugh at superstition, never. Last night I saw him again. I had gone down to the beach in the moonlight and walked slowly and sadly up and down the white stretch of sand at the water's edge. All at once I saw another shadow mingle with my own upon the moonlit beach. I came to a halt and saw at my side—Will. With a wild cry I attempted to grasp his arm, but there was no one there. I went back to the house and passed the night in pacing up and down the floor like a mad woman. Today is his thirtieth birthday, or would have been, but I feel that my darling is no more that the visions I haye seen were warnings sent me of his fate, Would Will have ceased to write me—me—his beloved one—if he were alive? 1 believe that I shall see the phantom once again, and then—then—I shall go, too, for I feel that it is his spirit that has come back for me. So I have been sitting herein the morn ing sunlight thinking of the past. Can one wonder greatly that my pen lies idle and utterly refuses to produce the love tales of others? Is not my own love story as sad a one as I can ever write? I hear the sound of wheels and glance listlessly from the open window at my side. A carriage has stopped before the gate. Two men are assisting a third to alight. They are bringing him slowly up the walk to the house. He is evi dently very ill. Why does my heart throb so weakly? I am too weak to stand—to take a step forward. Oh, I will not allow myself to be deceived by mad, vain hopes! They reach the house at last and as sist the feeble form up the steps of the broad gallery into my presence. Oh, pitying heaven! It is Will—Will, pale and spectral, a weak, frail invalid, but Will all the same. It is some time before I fully recover from this trance of happi ness, and then the truth is made known. He had been very ill with brain fever. No one could write to me because they knew nothing of me or my address, and he was raving in delirium. As soon as he was able to attempt the journey he had set out to return to me. It was all ended now—that dreary separation. Upon his thirtieth birth day, oh, so happy and hopeful, my Will had come back to me, never to leave me again! "1 shall never more laugh at any one tor being superstitious," I said the next day gazing mto the deep, dark eyes of tne loved one so happily restored to me. •'Thanli heaven that my superstitious fears were not realized." 1 have never been able to account for that strange illusion. To this day I can not make up my mind what it was that I had seen. But it was not Will's ghost, and that is all 1 care to know, after all.—Toronto Mail. The Beef Tea Fallacy. One of the hardest notions for the un trained nurse to give up is that beef tea is a valuable nutriment. The recent as sertion of a writer in The American Lancet that thousands of sick persons have been starved to death on beef tea is only a summing up of what physicians and expert nurses have been trying to impress upon the minds of the laity for some time. Beef tea is a stimulant, slight and evanescent, but to "live on beef tea," which has been the shibboleth of many a sickroom, is impossible. And The Lancet further counsels that if it must still be made and used to perform its very limited service, to remember that, like plain tea, it should never be boiled. That method of making contributes a positive vice—that of indigestibility. Viscount Slierbrooke's Humor. Robert Lowe became the recognized mouthpiece of sardonic humor, and thereby obtained more than his share of questionable notoriety. Many of his imputed stories are obviously adapta tions. A former friend who met him in Lon don is said to have accosted him with the remark: "Don't yon remember me? I used to know you in Australia," and to have met with the rebuff, "Yes, and when I meet you again in Australia I shall be happy to know yon." But this is a mere echo of George Selwyn's re mark under like circumstances, "I shall he pleased to renew our acquaintance when we meet again in Bath."—Quar terly Review. An even mouthful of Climax Plug gives more satisfaction than She Loved Him. Single Man (to himself)—I am sure that darling little angel loves me. She takes me into her confidence and tells me all her troubles. Same Man (some years later)—Con sarn it all! From morning till night, and night till morning, when I'm home. I hear nothing but tales about the serv ants, the butcher, the butler, the baker, the candlestick maker and all the rest of 'em.—Ne-^ York Weekly. Not to Be Considered. Mrs. Chugwater (after an unusually spirited engagement)—Josiah, if we can't get along in peace, we'd better separate Mr. Chugwater (shaking his head mournfully)—It wouldn't help matters any, Samantha. I can tell you right now you'd never get another man that would endure your cooking as meekly as I do.—Chicago Tribune. Switzerland's numerous waterfalls have proved a means for the generation and supply of an abundant amount of power for a comparatively small expen diture of capital. At the end of last year there were in that country 552 electric light installations and 52 plants for the electrical transmission of power. Roots of all trees draw large quanti ties of moisture from the soil, which is discharged into the air through the leaves. It is estimated that an oak tree with 700,000 leaves would give off some thing like 700 tons of water during the five months it carries its foliage. In British India the number of persons adhering to the sects of the ancient Brahmamc religious belief is estimated at 211,000,000. There are 7,000,000 Budd hists, 90,000 Parsees, 57,000,000 Moham medans and 9,000,000 of the ancient pa gans or nature worshipers. There was recently given in Denmark a concert that may be regarded as abso lutely unique as regards the instruments used. The instruments included two horns from the bronze age, which are believed to be at least 2,500 years old. The drinking of salt water is said to be a perfect cure for seasickness, though it makes the patient very miserable for a few minutes after he takes the cure UATEssT A E I E S St. a Union Stoc Yards. SOLTH ST PAUL Oct. 16,1893 HOGS—But on load received, selling to a packer at ifo.io. CATTLE—feteady Fair demand and consid erable tiadmg done, „rood steers sold at $3 00,0, 3.3J, and a bunch of choice Dako.ns at $3 75. Prune btter^ .WK&doO gO0J tteer^ 50® 3.0U, prime cow *2 4UfeX.75. aooa tows, 5,1.25(0 2.25 common to fair tows. $1.00a2.00, light veal taiAe-, 3WJ84 25 heavy calves. $150® 3.00 stocktrs, $1..5^S.W, leedera, t.5.0U©^X). Lulls, $1 00(^2.01. SHELP—Steady receipts were Westerns, going east. Mutcons, J2C0@3.(0 lambs, $2.'i0@3.25 etockers and feeders $i.O0S»2.00. Receipts: Cattle, 2.40J: hogs, 100 calves 2 sheep. 3,.m Minneapolis Grain. MlNNKAPOLIS, Oct. 16, 1893. WHEAT—May opening, b4J£c highest, 65$$c lowest, fc*Mc closing at twfclc October closing, 57J4c December opening 57}£e highest, 58$£c lowest, 58^BC closing at 58&$„. On 1 rack—No.' 1 hard, 59c No. 1 Northern, o/J&j No. 2 Northern, o5c. Duiut Grain. a go liive Stock. CHICAGO UNION STOCK YARD.S I Oct. 1H, |S9J CATTLE—Market active and steady. HOGS—Quality not so pood: market moder ately heavy hogs 5c lower ot er grades un changed Lignt, $6.20@J.85 rough packing $6.10^6.25 mixed, $b3JLfitf.8J heavy packing and shipping lots. $b.30@8S0, pigs, $4.75® 4.85. SHEEP—Market dull and demoralized prices 15@25c lower. Receipts: Catue, SS.OJO hogs, 20,0ft, sheen. 26.0U0. a go Grain a Provisions. CHICAGO, Oct. 16,1893. OPENING PRICES. WHEAT—December, 62Hc May, 70c CORN October, 38fie December. 37c May, 40%2. OATS—December, 27 May, uOM@309gc PORK—January. $14.30. LARD—January, $8.42& feliORT RIbb—January, $7.40. CLOSING PRICiia. WHEAT—October, »l$$e: Deccaber, 64MK May,7156®71^J. CORN-^October^7Jic December, 3756c: May OATS—October. 26c December, £7J*c May. JttJic ^L. PORK—October. $16.25 January. $1125. -P LARD-October. $0^9 January, $8.43Ji.7 Climax Plug is much the best Bakers (Zooks Everybody Should use lie best flour Wtyte Iiily. Manufactured by the Empire Mill Co. of Xew Ulm has this reputation and deser ves it. It makes the whitest bread. Call for it of our grocery dealer. CARLETON GOLLEGE, NORTHFIELD, MINN. r-ull Classical, Literary and Scientific courses, Wide range of electives, Post graduate work. Special facilities for study in Pure Mathematics and Astronomy at the Observatory, THE ACADEMY. fits for College and teaches English brancb.es School for Music Fully Equipped Open to students of either sex. Expensts very low. Fall Teim opens Sept. 13, 1893. For Catalogues andCirculais address WEBI DUMJTH, Oct. 16, 1893. WHEAT—No. 1 hard, cash, W)c, October 60c, December, olj^c. May, 6t%c. No. 1 North ern, cash, 59c October, 59L December, 60&: May, 6.%". No. 2 Northern, cash, 56c No. 3, 51c rejected, 44J4c. On track—No. 1 Northern, to arrive, 59c. JAS. W. STRONG, Piesident WOOL! WOOL! WOOL! The undersigned wishes to announce to the public, and especially to his old customeis that on the corner of Minneso ta and 2d south srieetm NewUlmdie has opened a Wool and Woolen Goods de partment, wheie he keeps blankets, flannel, knitting yam stockings and woolen-patting of his OA\II manufacture, foi sale and in exchange foi sheep-wool. B. Manufjctiuer of Woolen Goods. Low Rates to the World's Fair. Now is the time to-visit the Woild's Fan The Koith-W estcinLmc i*. selling excuision tickets at i\.cccdingh low lates. These tickets accoid holders all lirst-class privileges, and are good for jeturn parage within thirty days from date of sale. Fasttiam te'\iceand ele gant accommodationo. Foi tickets and lull information apply to Agents Chica go & Noith-Western R'j mmrnm SONS: Importers and Wholesale Dealers in Wines St Liqorj. 117 & 119 E. 3rd St. St. Paul Minn Springfield Bakery. People who live in or visit Sprlngrield should beai in mind that the village con tains a rirt.t class bakerj and restauiant. Fine rolls and bread, cakes, fie-h fiuits, ice-cream and everything else pertaining to a clean and enterprising Restaurant ah\ ays kept on hand. E E CK & Sox. Rheumatism. Lumbago, Sciatica. Kidney Complaints. Lame Backf Ac* M-S/flDEH'S ELECTRIC IELT WIM ElegnHBasnetlo 8U8PINSORV. Latest PsteaUT Bert IaarareaMaU I wot f.3S3w25C!'","emto O «*L«**w»» Currenitt wui cure allot the above diseases or no Day. Tho SftSLi. remedies tailed, and we gtn hundred oiteaUmoniahinthisaiideTeryotheraSrte. *M*"ureu Onr Vlnierfal twtfnmi ZLKCTUC gTOTMSOKV. tb SSfaU.'HSl^iV* VFry?&*i'& mauawmntm so Bend for niasM Pamphlet, maUed.aeated.tre. SANDEN CLKOTRIO CO., MA.v. A S I W MJUrWEABOUa. MIHS •BARGAINS in watches, clocks, jewel ry and rilTerware at Hauensteios the Jeweler. Building Stone For Sale. The New Ulm Stone Company is rea-i dy to sell building stones at the Quarry— For prices inquiie of J. Pfenninger, W~ Beesch, A. Schell or Chas. Stolzenberg^* Redstone. NOTICE.—The use of land for pastur ing or cutting of wood or quarrying and* hauling of stone is not allowed unless by a written permit from the company. NEW ULM STONE Co. WM. PFAENDER. Real Estate tti kitrcetat Leave oiders at Post Office. The Model handles nothing but the purest 3 Fire, Tornadoes, Hail, Life, Accident Plate Glass and Live Stock Insurance placed in reliable companies. 1 Real Estate bought and sold. Loans* negotiated on farm property. Passage tickets sold on best steamship lines to and from Europe. Documents of all kinds executed acknowledged. S ICottonwood, Imn. GoTo JEWELRY STORE OF J. C. TOBERER For fine Watches Clocks Jewelry Silverware Spectacles Ornaments. Ear-Rings.. HFEngraving and repairing a specialty Drugs and I Medicines A full stoc1: of E E S O I E ARTICLES, SOAPS. STA* TIONKR and SCHOOL S PLIES constantly on hand. Standard PAINTS & OIL, VAlfc NISHES S E S and GLASS. For A good smoke try our leadi niGkel Gigars. 0. M. OLSEN, Meridian Block NevrUlm.Minr^ SALE AND BOAKlfW4 STABLE. I- m- Jtjc Fine turnouts furnished with or wit out drivers at reasonable rates. FishiaS Hunting and Pleasure Parties FurnishS Teams. Ladies' Saddle Worses Fp Carriages for Funerals. Office and in Skating Rink. Fine Hearse for jrtf erals is kept in Order for such occasioJ S S 4 E Proprietc Scjapekahm Bros. & «w Dm, Him *. 4^ a to a 1 Plans and specific*!ions furnished: order. Hatving received new and 1 proved machinery we are able to fan all lands ef work in onr line, as & Scroll Work.- ^j-ET".