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AtLateiiw Keadall.
In Miss Martineau's "Retrospect of
Western Travel," written in 1837, there
is the following exceedingly tWid sketBfcj
of the late Amos Kendall:
I Was fortunate enough once to catch a
glimpse of the invisible Amos Kendall,
one of the most remarkable men in Amer*
ica. He is supposed to be the moving
spring of the whole administration the
thinker, planner and doer but it is all in
the dark. Deoamenta are issued of an
excellence which prevents their being
attributed to persons who take the respon
sibility of them a correspondence is kept
up all over the country for which no one
seems to be answerable work is done, of
goblin extent and with goblin speed,
which makes men look about th6m with a
superstitions wonder and the invisible
Atnos Kendall has the credit of it all.
President Jackson's letters to his cabinet
are said to be Kendall's the report on
Sunday mails is attributed to Kendall
the letters s^nt from Washington to ap
pear in remote country newspapers,
wkenoe they are collected and published
in the Globe as demonstrations of public
opinion, are pronounced to be written by
Kendall. Every mysterious paragraph
ia opposition newspapers relates to Ken
dall and it is some relief to the timid
that his having now tbe office off Postmas*
terjGeneral affords opportunity for open
attacks upon this twilight personage, who
is proved, by the faults in the post office
administration, not to be able to do quite
everything well. But he is undoubtedly
a great genius. He unites with his great
talent for silence a splendid audacity.
It is clear that he could not do the work
he does (incredible enough in amount,
any way) if he went into society like other
men. lie did, however, one evening I
think it was at the Attorney General's.
The moment I went in, intimations reach
ed me from all quarters, amid nods and
winks, "Kendall is here that is he!" I
saw at once that his plea for seclusion
(bad health) is no false one. The extreme
sallowness of bis eomplexion, and hair »f
such perfect whiteness as is rarely seen in
a man of middle age, testified to disease.
His countenance does not help tbe super
stitious to throw off their dread of him.
lie probably does not desire this supersti
tion to melt away, for there is no calculs*
ting how much influence was given to
Jackson's administration by the universal
belief that there was a concealed eye and
hand behind the machinery of government
by which everything could be foreseen,
and the hardest deeds done. A member
of Congress told me this night that he had
watched through four sessions for a sight
of Kendall, and had never obtained it 'till
now. Kendall was leaning on a chair,
with head bent down and eye glancing up
at a member of Congress with whom he
was in earnest conversation, and in a few
minutes be was gone.
The Profit on Iowa Wheat.
A few days since we published the ac*
tual quotations of wheat throughout Iown,
showing that 50 cents per bushel was tbe
average prioe that the farmer now obtains,
though the real fact is that a large propor
j? tion of the wheat now selling does not
bring that price. What do the farmers of
Iowa think this same wheat is now selling
for in New York? Our market quotations,
published each day, show that it brings
from $1.25 to $1.28. That is, somebody
makes 75 cents per bushel out of the pro
ducts of our Iowa farmers. And who is
it that thus profits so largely out of their
sweat and toil? The railroad and trans
portation companies. It does not cost for
carrying, storage and elevating more than
20 cents per bushel to set down a bushel
of Iowa wheat in the New York market.
But to be liberal, call the actual expense
25 cents per bushel, and we thus see that
a clear profit of 50 cents per bushel, the
original cost here in Iowa, is made by
somebody, and that somebody is the rail
road and transportation coiupaoies.
Now, we contend that this 50 cento
profit should ge into the pocket of tbe
farmer, and not into the pocket of the
middleman.
We contend tbaVlf things were as they
should be, wheat to-day would be worth
100 cents per bushel in Iowa, instead of
50 cents.
We contend that all such enormous
profit should go to the producer and not
to the carrier.
We contend that if tho fifor towns.
Dubuque, McGregor, Clinton, Muscatine,
Davenport, Burlington and Keokuk, were
left to compete with Chicago, this wheat
could be shipped to New York via the
Mississippi river and New Orleans for 16
to 18 cents per bushel as has been demon
strated could be done.
We contend that the discriminating
•tariff rates of Iowa railroads are the
cause of this trouble by which every Iowa
farmer loses 50 cents per bushel on his
wheat
We eontind that it is the duty of the
Iowa legislature to compel the
|PH« BOT
Iowa
or
rail-
jroartf to be just to Iowa farmers.
We contend that our Iowa people should
make such a buzzing in the ears of their
senators and representatives as will com
pel them to be just to Iowa rather than
over-generous to corporations.—Dubuque
Mtfald.
TUB PERIOD.—Why
boys
work in a wholesale store for three or
four years for $50, $100 and $150 per an
num, when it is possible for them to learn
trades in which they may begin on the
last mentioned sum, is a question none
bot boys oan answer. There are always
hundreds of lads to be had at $50 a year
-—in fact the market is glutted with them,
And the great attraction to them must be
the looks of the flashilydressed clerks who
have been in the service four or five years
or more, and who look like $5,000a-year
bloods, but who really vegetate on less
than a tenth of that sum, making both
.ends meet in a manner known only to a
higher power than their washerwoman.
It is a nobler ambition which makes a
good trade, and not tape-measuring, the
jfoondation of futare prosperity.
A Scotch clergyman, in the noant
drought, one Sunday offered a prayer for
rain, and, sure enough, itcame just as the
service closed. One old ludy, who had no
ambrella with her, commenced to gather
op the skirts of her gown over head be'
fore quitting the church vestibule, at the
same time remarking to a neighbor, "Eh,
wumman, isn't too bad of the doctor?
lie might bae lotton us bane first"
VOLUME XIY-No, 7.
How it Seems to Get Drunk.
A Mr. Samuel Peabody was arrested in
Philadelphia by the watchmen on suspicion
of being intoxicated. The Mayor desired
to know Samuel's opinion of the matter.
He narrated his experience thuswise:—
"Well, sir, I mont have been drunk—I
can't pretend to say for certain. The fact
is I've done so little that way that I'll be
blamed if I know when I am drunk. I dare
say that some of these police gentlemen
are better judges than I am, when it comes
to that. But I will tell you exactly what I
did and how I felt, and if your honor con
eludes I was drunk, why, I'll pay the fine
and say nothing about it You see I was
troubled with, the wind, and took four
glasses of lavender brandy to start it
Soon after I felt a bussing in my ears, and
then the he-cups was troublesome, but that
I thought was the wind coming off. Then
it seemed to me as I walked along the
street that an awning post or water plug
every now and then would jump right up
before me, as if they'd head me off. I was
a little mad at this, and struck one or two
of them with my knuckles, but my fists
got the worst of it.
It seems that all the gas lights had faces,
some grinning at me, and mud'- a sign as
if towards the door, as much as to say, 'Go
in, Sam, and get something to drink,'—
which I did. When I come out there was
the greatest to do that I ever saw. I was
sure there was an earthquake, for tbe stee.
pies, and houses were all staggering about,
and the streets was jHst rocking like a cra
dle. It was a most sublime spectacle so
I fetched up against a pump and held on,
while I took a good look at the magnificent
scene. No pamorama could come up to
it houses, trees, fences, all rearing and
plunging like wild horses. The sight was
worth a dollar and a half. If I have to
pay a fine I don't care, for I got the fall
value of the money." •--.n?
The whiskey business of Louisville
amounts to eleven millions of dollars per
annum.
It is said that a young lady, dancing at
a fashionable ball, will travel about forty
miles during the evening.
A man in Michigan swapped his wife
for a horse. The paper don't say what
was the matter with the horse, that a man
should fool it away.
Three hundred colored children attend
Sunday School in New Albany, Indiana.
A lady was subpoenaed to attend court
in Iowa City. Thfl day being cold, she
wrapped ber child up so closely that, on
reaching the Court House, it was found
dead.
By royal decree, the Wren, the sparrow,
woodpecker, wagtail, and twenty-five
other birds, are protected from tbe on
slaught of boys and sportsmen, in Prus
sia.
Jacob is said to have been the inventor
of the practice of watering stock,—Laban's.
Vide Genesis, chapter xxx.
When a man gets drunk in Janesville,
Wisconsin, they say that he has "missed
his demeanor.''
Northern Michigan had twenty-one
inches of snow in the first storm of the
A curious suit is about to be tried be»
fore a Memphis justice of the peace. A
white man has a young bull pup. The
pup bit a barefooted negro in the heel as
he was passing. The negro jumped, and
two of the pup's teeth were thereby ex
tracted. The negro sues the white man
for ullowing the vicious dug to run at
large. The white man files a cross-cut
saw bill, and sues the negro for having a
heel tough enough to draw a dog's teeth.
Hon. G. Parsons, and Mr. Benjamin F.
Gue, editor of the Iowa Northwest, pub
lished at Fort Dodge, Iowa, have been ap
pointed a committee to confer with the peo
ple of Minnesota on the subject of the
projection of a railroad from Fort Dodge,
Iowa, to intersect some Minnesota road
for the purpose of more directly reaching
the lumber of the State, and in return
supplying us with coal. These gentlemen
say that 25,000 acres of coal are found
about ten miles from Fort D«dge, the beds
varying from seven to eight feet ia thick*
ness, and that with a direct line of rail
road from thut point, coal can be furnished
at Austin for five dollars per ton. This
rond is of great importance to the people
of thut portion of Iowa, and will be push
ed forward with energy. A railroad
traversing such an extent of land with
such agricultural resources for railroad
transportation as the proposed line from
Fort Dodge to the Minnesota State line,
cannot fail of doing an immense business.
On Saturday, the 23d, the E irl of Derby
(Stanly) died ut his residence in London.
Ilia place will be difficult to fill, and in
him the English Tories have lost one of
their greatest champions, lie was fully
wedded to all the old-time prejudices and
traditional pride of caste characteristic of
England's nobility, lie was a bitter op
ponent of every measure savoring of justice
to Ireland, or religioua toieration.
Though his loss will be felt by a class, the
world will never experience it, for his
talents, fortune and position were
prostituted to the vilest purposes of tyr
runy and oppression. English lordlings
may weep, but many a poor Irish tenant,
evicted from bouse and home by him,
thiuks of JMM with feeling* otUefUwn
regret.
1 1 i i
The Custom House frauds in New Tork
amount to $1,000,000, and a number of the
officials are implicated.
Because tbe stakes are held by a St.
LouU Man, the bruiser Allen declines to
fight the threatened mill.
Detroit claims tbe tallest chimney in the
country. It took 185,000 brick to make ita
A sportsman shot tliirty-uiae snipe at
one go on the Rahway river the other
day.
Four London theatres am managed
by Misses.
Cedar Falls, lows, has a two-headed
kitten.
Kentucky boasts an unusual invasion
of pigeons.
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S e i e s
MoORKQOH, CLAYTON COUNTY, IOWA.
P. mCHIBDSON.^~....JOHll H. MDRICK.
One Copy, for one year,
9 llnesof Vonprnil a'Hanaro. Bn»in*ss cards
of 5] incs $8 per annum: oaoli alditional line50 cti.
JAMBS DAVIS,
Sheriff of Clayton County. Ofltc* with T. VpHgtraC
IK,
two doom below the Bank, McGregor, Iowa. 779
MeCUMOOB HOVSB.
Brostap Jt'tlellberg,
Prop*. (686) McOre£»r, kalra.
E. BOLL1NOSWORTB,
PBTIZOZAN and SVMSOST,
NATIONAL, IOWA.
All calls promptly attended to.
R. C. AMBLER,
Attorney at Law, Calinar, Iowa. Will practice
I*
the Court* of the State. 64S
A. J.JORDAN,
Attorney at Law,(office in ltank Block)
639 McGRKGOR, IOWA.
B. Noble. L. 0. Hatch. U. Ilenry Frese.
NO RLE, HATCH & FRESE,
Attorneys at Law, McQREGOK, IOWA. 639
C. E. BERRY,
Attorney at Law, Cri-sco, Iowa.
DR. ANDROS*
Physician and Surgeon. Ko-MiTice over Petersen ft
Larson's Store. Office Nt. 3 Masonic Block. 678-9U
CITY HOTEFC,
(Lttto Allan liouas)
McoitwHm, mwA.
T. ATWOOD, Proprietor.
This house will be kept us a first class house in ev
ery respect. Farmers aro particularly invited to
null. Charges as reusonablu as any other house.
Good Stabling and good ctre. Boarding ly the day
or week. 641
Justice of the Peace. Offlco with T. Updograff.
J'J JR LEFFINGWELL,
Attorney at Law, McGregor, *o«a. Office over Peter
son A Larson's Store. 311
LOUIS M. ANDRXCE.
Attorney at Law, Rcyuold's Block wntranoe between
146and 148 I)earloni 8trv«'t,aUu on Madison Street
aud Custom House (P. O.) Place, Chicago.
R. HUBBARD & CO.,
Jewelers and dealers in Musical Iintmments, Main
Street, 4U4 McGRKGOR. IOWA.
NATIONAL HOTEL,
Pestville, low*. General Stage Offlca. C. Vanllooser,
Proprietor. 503
GEO. L.BASS,
COMMISSION, STORAGE A FORWARDING BUSINESS,
Public Square, McGRKGOR, IOWA.
MAT. McKINNIB,
Wholesale and Retail dealer In Stoves, and Manufac
turer of Tin, Copper aud Sheet Iron Ware, Main 8 tr sot
McGRKGOR, IOWA.
MURRAY HOUSE,
Main Street, McGrwgor, Inwa. A desirable homefor
the traveling public, with Rood barns aud Shedsat
tachad for the safe protection of horses aud wagons.
442 M. MURRAY, Proprietor.
J.McHOSE & CO.,
STORAGE, FORWARDING AND COMMISSION.
Warehouse No. 1, on the Levee, McGRKGOR.
Couaigumeiits solicited.
101. H'HOSS.
4i6
D1CKKY & WELLIVKR,
Manufacturers of the McGregor FannirgMillandGraln
Separator, on West Market Square, corner Main aud
Ann gtmts, 41oy McGRKUOKy
EVANS HOUSE.
flATE AMERICAN,]
Opposite Ferry Landing, McGregor. Re-furnished and
fitted up iu good style tor guests. I'atrpnago respect
fully solicited. G. II. FLANDERS, Proprietor. 4.4
J.
$2.50
in advanco.
A K S O A V E I S I N
8pace. lw 2w 4w 3m 6m ly'r.
I square $1 60 $2 50J f3 50JJo 50 $8 60 12 00
2 squares 2 50 3 50 4 M) 7 50 10 00 15 00
~5 squares 3 00 4 00 6 00 I 10 00 15 00 20 00
col. 4 00 6 00 8 00 IS 00 25 00 35 00
y% cii I ^7^0jl000 f15 00 25 00 4000T~700b
1 column 14 00 IBooj2500 I 4000 7000 125 00
BOUSB,"
(Lat* Mason House.) Meoona, Iowa. Refitted and
Furnished. Good Livery.
048 WILLIAMS A WISE, Proprietors.
H. BRUNNSR M. D.
Office, Bank Corner, Smith's Illock. up stairs.
641 McGRKGOR, IOWA.
DAVIS HOUSE,
Elkader, Iowa. (037) P. F. CRANE, Proprietor.
HOUSE.
UAIN STREET McGREGOR,IOWA.
Bcir. U. Fuss, Proprietor.
WINNBSHEXK HOUSE.
Decorah, Iowa. General Stage OfBfl#
JOHN SIIAW, Proprietor. 566
JOHN T.CLARK. CUARLET ALLEN.
JOHN
0. J. CLARK.
T.
CLARK 8T CO.,
Attornej Mitul Counsellors ut Law ami IlealKstate
Agents,1st door east of Winnesliei k House, Decorah,
Iowa. *y\Vill practice in th^severulcourtsof the
State also attend to collections,
a ml thepayinentof
tuw in Winnesheik county. 560
MURDOCK & STONBMAN,
SAMtJIL MUKDOCK. J. T. S*OSf*AW.
Attorneys and Counsellors at Law, will practice iu the
Supreme and District Courts of this State.
Office opposite 1st National Bank, McGRKGOR.
THOMAS UPDEGRAPP,
Attorney at Law, (424) McGRKGOR, IOWA.
ELIJAH ODELL,
Attorney and Counsellor at Law, McGRP.GOR.IOWA.
JTC. HOXSIE.
BEZER LODGE No. 135.
Ilelds its Regular Communications on
Monday evening preceding the full uioon
in each mouth.
RATHBUN & GILL,
DENTIST,
McGregor. awa.
580 Office on Main St., over Post Oftice.
Nitrous Or id* administered as a speci .lity.
WEST UNION HOUSE,
Corner Vine aud Kim Sts., WE8T UNION, IOWA
H. J. INGERSOLL, PROPRIETOR.
Qoodstabling aud charges moderate. Stages going
east,west,
north aud south, call and leave with pas*
sengor»,moruing aud evcuiug.
BOAKDMANHOUSE,
(LAI* WASUI.NOTON)
ELKADER, IOWA.
LAPAYBTTI
Breuow, Proprietor.
Renovated Inside aud «ut. Not excelled byauy
lloteliu the West. Good Stabling. *7#
THOMAS ARNOLP,
REAL ESTATE BROKER AND GENERAL AGENT, CON
VEYANCER, NOTARY PUBLIC,
And3omralssiouerof Deeds, Ac., for th«Northwea
ternS'^tes. Willattend to the wirchaseandsaleoI
Farm L.«uds.City Property
.Stocks, Ac. ,4c.
Office in Auction Store, Main Street. McGregor,
lo«a.
SA# LICENSED AUCTIONEER.
»ANS BR.OXHXSK,
SHOTGUNS,Rifles,Revolvers,
Pistols.Game Uags, Flasks,
Cartridges. Powder. Shot, Lead,
Caps, Guu-wads, Cutlery ,Ac., Ac,
near National Bauk.
McGregor, Iowa.
Repairing of all kinds belonging totfcagWRaad
locksmith line done promptly.
Charges moderate aud all work warranto*.
A CARS.
Sr. I.
HUNT late of Syracuse, New York, ro-
spectfiilly informs the people of McGregor and vicin
ity that he has opened an Ottiae iu Church A Bid well's
block, where his sous have their Ueutistry Establish
ment. Dr. HUNT is an old practitioner. Ho can bo
found day and uight at his office except when profes
sionally absent. All who wish to bo treated upon
PURE Homepathic principles will please
call on bin.
All Female or Chronic diseases
treated sunessfully.
McQregor, lows, Jund S2d, 1669. C62tf
II. Merrill, Prest.
Wm. Larrabee, Vice Prest.
0. Ilulverson Cashier.
NORTH IOWA TIMES.
At currcnt rates for sale on all the Ptlncipal Citiesol
Bngland, Ireland,
Germany, Norway,
rrance^ Sweden,
And Other Parts of Europe.
ALSO
Passenger Tickets
FOR SALE
To !tnl from all the Large Cities in by
Steamer and Fast Sailing Vessels.
All kinds of GOVERNMENT SECURITIES bought
and sold. 646tf
HIBBBir CO*
TEIS, TOBACCOS HDD CIGARS,
235 Randolph Street,
Geo. Hlbben, Chicago. 1
Lewfs'Muddux, New York,
W. It. Maddux,Ciuciunatl.
Bave Troughs, Tin Pipes*
Andinfart KVKKYTIil.NO in hislineof businestwll
bo well made and promptly put up.
STOVES
AL'ST0VE
PIPES
order.
WE MARCH WITH TOE FLAG AND KEEP STEP TO THE MUSIC OF THE UNION^ iV
W. 11. Kinualrd, Asst.Cashier
FIRST RATIONAL BANK
or KcSUOOB.
a i a S I O O O O O
I A O
X. SEXTON & SON,
Wholesalo Dealers in
IRON, STEEL, NAILS,
FOREIGN AND AMERICAN CUTLERY.
Builders' & Carpenters'
Hardware & Tools,
Tinners' Stock,
Agricultural Implements and Blacksmiths' Tools
338 Bast Water *treet,
MILWAUKEE, WISCONSIN.
DUMND BROS. & POWERS,
Wholesale Grocers,
131 South Water street,
5M CHICAGO, ILL,
•WHAT IS IT 1
FRANK KERZMA2V
OPPOSITE
PJEAR8ALL A CIICRCH'S LIVERY
Stable,
Main Street, McGregor*
Is ready to furnish
ALL KINDS OF TINWARE FOR HOUSEHOLD USE,
furnished and set npto
MEAT MARKET!
CAWELTI BERGMAN,
CAWELTI'S BLOCK. ]EL
FULLY-trttroom,audN«J
led in our wand Beauty of a Market
witklce everything wliichronveni
euccaud neatness could suggest, aud letetermlned
alwaysto
Secure the Very Finest Animal* for the
me of onr Patrons,
we feelassnredthat wear*offering thepeopleofthls
city greateri uducements than ever before topatron
ir.eth»Queen of Markets. Vat Cattle bought attbe
highest price.
German Lumber Yard.
Stauei & Daubenberger,
Dealers in
Itamber, Timber, bath, Shingles,
Doors, Bash and Blinds.
WE SUPPLY CITY AND COUNTRY TRADE ON TNI
MOST REASONARLE TERMS
HAVE
linquestionablv the largest stocof Sash
Daorsand Blinds ever kept in the west—ever)
style
!»ndform
M'obkoo*.
McGREGOR FANNING MILL.
tosuit any building that run beereet
ed. **_Our«lstho ONLY LUMBER YARD °uthenorth
fide of EainStreet .McGREGOK .IOWA 484
W. H. BLACKMER,
Millwright
R. UU111IARD, W.M
GEO. B. McCARTY, Soc'y. 448
Si
Draughtsman.
Plans,Specifications and Estimates made on
short
notice.
Steam and Water Mills built on contract orether
wlsetosuit. ..
Willfuruish from the best Manufacture
rfallclasses
of
Mill Machinery-Mill Stones,
Spindles. Curbs, Hoppers, Stands. Shoes.Daaisels
Ac. Smiitand Hrau cleaners,Separators,MlllPecks,
Cups and Belling. „,
Dufour A Co.'sOld Dutch Anchor Bolting Cloths,
Extra and Kxtra Heavy aud Double Kxtra Heavy.
Patentee of the Northwestern Turbine, alsoagent
fertile LKFKKL WIIEKL. AP'ettersaddrossn to
McGregoror Lansing.
Iowa.
O
St
A O U N
K8IIA1HT SIMIIIII
Office ou Miuu McGRJSGOR, IOWA*
^PEOPLE'S MIRKET.'^S
WILLIAM! A S&O.,
IN
\TI LLIAMS'N RW BRICK BLOCK MAIN ST.
McGregor,Iowa,believe Ir fairdealing and wil
always be found unhand ready^todeal out thcchoicest
cut sof all kinds or Meat that thecouutry affords.
Highest markst'price paid for
all kinds of Stock.
I Y O O S
a&oonn>i
CROCKERY, BOOTS MD SHOES,
AHS
L1QUOM,
Of every kind needed by the citizens of cit* SfCOuu-
»rjr
Nffl SHE *1 THE LOWEST MTES it
S N S S
Successorto Honrhe ABandow, Southeastcoraer
of Public Square aud one door South of Geo.L.
Baps' Warehoure .McGregor. Iowa.
4£rP*s»enger Agsntfor tbeUaubarg Aaerican
Pai-ket Company
Also Agent for the Celebrated
Patent Beer Taucet-
k6l3
The interior of this houst ia even more
beautiful than its exterior, every apart
ment being in its way a gem of magnifi
cence and refinement.
The library especially realizes the most
perfect ideal of an elegant and cultured
home.
And yet, at the moment we look in up
on him—one August afternoon, as he oo
cupied his library—the proprietor of all
this wealth appeared of all men the most
miserable.
lie was Mr. Morton Preble, for many
|Mn a leading banker of San Franeiseo.
It was in vain that the broad bay-win"
dew at the south and of the room had
been opened, giving ingress to the sun
shine and the fragranoe of rare flowers—
in vain that the walls were lined with
richly carved book-cases and paintings—
in vain that soft couches and luxurious
chairs had been gathered around him.
lie was wretched.
lie lay on a sofa, in the depths of the
great bay-window, the wreck of a once
powerful man. Ilis figure was thin and
gaunt his face white as marble his eyes
having an expression of wonderful ap
prehension, of harrowing anxiety, of
dreadful expectancy.
It was evident at a glance that no mere*
ly physical ailment had made him what
he was.
By what withering secret, by what de1
stroving affliction, had he been thus ago
nized thus haunted he so Tnoble and
good 1 he so wealthy and distinguished
As he moved restlessly upon his lux«
urious cushions the pretty clock on the
mantel-piece Bt"u-k five, every stroke
seeming to fall like a hammer upon the
heart of tbe nervous invalid. lie aroused
himself, struggling feebly It ft sitting
posture.
"Oh, will this fatal day never, never
pass?" he muimured
wnor
Mr. Treble bestowed an afTectionat
look upon his wife, but said despondently:
"The doctor! He cannot 'minister to a
mind diseased Oh, if these long hours
would only pass If I only knew what
the day has yet in store for us
"Look up, Morton!" enjoined Mrs.
Preble, with a reverently trustful glance
upward through tbe open window at tbe
blue sky, and as if looking beyond the
azure clouds therein. "Let us appeal
from the injustice and wickedness of earth
to the goodness and mercy of Heaven
The banker gave a low, sobbing tigh.
"I cannot look up, Helen," he answered,
with a passionate tremor in his voice—
"only down, down at the grave that is
opening before me!"
Mrs. Preble continued to stroke his
forehead softly, while she lifted her pale
face to the sunlight streaming into the
apartment.
"Look up, Morton—always look up!"
she again enjoined upon the invalid.
"During all these fourteen years of agony,
I have not once doubted either the good
ness or tbe justice of Heaven.1 Blessed are
they that mourn for they shall be com
forted.' I believe that we shall yet re
joice more keenly than we have mourned,
and that we shall come to a glorious day
of joy beyond all this long night of sor
row
The face of the invalid lighted up with
an answering glow, and he niurmnred:
"Glorious faith My wife, you are in*
#ed a blessed comforter Perhaps, after
you are right!"
A knock resounded on a sidedoor at
this juncture, and the next moment Dr.
Ilutton, the family physician, for whom
Mrs. Preble had sent, entered tbe room.
He was an old man, portly in figure,
with white hair and beard, but with a
fresh and ruddy complexion, a pair of
shrewd blue eyes, aed with an exuberant
boyishness ot manner that sat well upon
him. He had a kind heart and a clear
head. He approached the sofa, after
greeting the husband and wife, and lifted
the thin restless hand of the invalid, feel
ing bis pulse.
"Quite a high few," he said, after a
brief pause. "Worrying again, eh, Mr.
Preble You are wearing yourself out
mcdicine will do you no good so long as
your mind is in ita present condition. I
must give you an opiate—"
"Not now, docter," interposed the ban
ker. "I cannot—must not—Bleep to'day!
I need to be broad awake now, for I can
not tell at any moment what the next may
bring forth. I am looking for the cul
mination of all my years of anguish—for
the crowning agony of tbe whole. Psr
haps even now— Ab, what was that
MIL
bring us re­
lief?"
Noticing with a nervous start that he
was alone, he touched a bell upon a table
before him, and called
"Helen, Helen I where are youT"
Before the echoes of his voice had died
out a step was heard, and his wife entered
his presence.
"I left you only for a moment, Morten,"
she said, advancing to the banker's side.
"You were dozing, I think. I wished to
serd for the doctor!"
She was a beautiful woman, of some
•it and thirty years, graceful, with broad
white brows, and loving eyes, ia which
tbe brightness and sweetness of a sunshi
ny nature were etill perceptible, under a
grief and anxiety no less poignant than
that evinced by her husband.
"The doctorP* ko eohocd, half-re
proachfully.
"Yes, dear," she said, in a calm and
cheerful voice, as she drew a chair to the
side of the sofa, and sat down, stroking
the corrugated forehead of the invalid
with a magnetic touch. "He will be here
immediately. Your last nervous crisis
alarmed me. You may become seriously
ill!"
.nisurnr^ |i|u ^'i'
McGREGOR, IOWA, WEDNESDAY, NOV. 24, 1869. WHOLE No. 684.
The Broken Home,--Trnth Stranger
than Fiction.
In San Francisco, on the north side of
Folsom street, overlooking Mission Bay,
stands a palatial residence.
111
lie started up wildly, and then, as the
sound that had disturbed him was not re
peated, he sank back again on his cush
ions, pallid and panting.
The doctor looked at Mrs. Preble with
an anxious, questioning glance.
"It is the anniversary," she replied to
his unspoken inquiry—"the anniversary
of our loss."
"Ah, yes," said the doctor. "I re
member."
"Yes, it's another of those terrible
days," cried the banker, in a hollow whis
per. "Sit down, doctor, and I will tell
you the whole story. I can think of noth
ing else to-day, and am almost wild with
apprehension and anxiety. Sit down."
Dr. lint
ton drew up a chair and seated
himself, his face expressing the double
solicitude of a friend and physician.
"Yon knew os fourteen years ago,
doctor1" said Mr. Preble. "We lived then
where we do now, in a cottage on the site
of this great mansion. There were but
the three of us—Helen and I, and our
three-year old Jessie. And it was four
teen years ago to'day that our little Jessie
was stolen from us."
"I remember it," said the doctor softly.
"Yet might she not have been lost, Mr.
Preble? She went out to play in the
garden, if I remember rightly, and was
never seen by you again. She might have
strayed away—"
"So we thought for a whole year, doc
tor," interrupted tbe banker. "We never
dreamed that she had been stolen. We
searched everywhere for her, and offered
immense rewards for her recovery. I em
ployed detectives, but all to no purpose.
When our little Jessie ran down the steps
into that flower-garden,"J and he poinedt
to the front of the house, "as if the earth
had opened and swallowed' her up, we
never saw her again."
"She must bave found the gate open,
and wandered out," suggested Dr. Hutton.
"She might have strolled down to tbe
waters and been drowned."
The banker fixed his burning eyes upon
the physician's face, and whispered
"I said we never saw the poor child
again. I did not say we had not heard of
her. She was lost on the 9th of August,
1854. For a year we thought her dead.
But on the anniversary of our loss we
received a written message concerning
her."
"A message!" eried Dr. Hutton, starb
inji.
"A mere scrawl—a single line in a
hand evidently disguised," said the ban
ker. "Here it is."
He produced a dingy scrap of paper
from a drawer hi tin cable, and held it up
to the view of the pbyneian, who read as
follows:
"August 9,1855. Jessie, ha, ha! Jes
sie."
Dr. Hutton looked, with a puzzled air,
from the scrap of paper, which he turned
over and over, to the countenance of the
banker.
"I can make nothing of this," he de
clared. 'It is merely a date, with the
name of your lost daughter. It tells me
nothing."
"Nor did it us, at first," said Mr.
Preble. "Then that name and that date,
with the demon laugh connecting them,
set us to thinking. A whole year we
agonized over the dreadful problem, and
then we received another message, which
you shall see."
He thrust a second
Blip
of paper, iden­
tical in Bhape and appearance with the
first, before tbe gase of Dr. Ilutton, who
read it aloud:
"August 9, 1856. r«*r Jessie still
lives."
The physician started, as if electrified.
"Ah 1 this is something definite—
something decisive," he muttered. "It
convinced yon that your daughter was
still living."
"Yes, doctor," said Mr. Preble, "and
every anniversary of that day has brought
us some message. The disappearance of
tbe child, mysterious as it is, docs not
seem to me half so strange as that the
villain who took her away could contrive
to communicate with us every year since,
and always on a particular day—tbe an
niversary of that on which she was stolen
—without our being able to discover who
he is. And a still gi eater wonder to me
is what can be his motive. It seems in
credible. If it was stated in a novel many
people would not believe it. But truth
is stronger than fiction.'
Mrs. Preble drew from her husband's
breast-pocket bis note-book, opened it to
the proper page, and presented it to tbe
physician.
Dr. Hutton adjusted his spectacles,
glanced ever tbe page, and then slowly
read the group of entries aloud. The
entry the first year is aa follows:
"August 9, 1855, Jessie, ha, lw!
Jessie 1"
And the next year it is—
"Aueust 9, 1K5G. Your Jessie still
lives
And the next—
"August 9, 1857. She ia fl»od
hands!"
And tbe next—
"August 9,1858. She ia wall as ever!"
And the next—
"August 9,1859. I saw her yesterday!"
And the next—
"August 9,1860. She'a growing rap
idly
And the next—
"August 9. 1861. Sha continue* to do
well!"
And the next—
"August 9,1862. I
TS
seen her again!''
And tbe next—
"August 9, 1863. She's beooining a
woman!"
And the next—
"August 9,1864. Your child it thir
teen
And the next—
"Aueust 9. 1865.
ever!"
She's lovelier than
And the next—
"August 9,1866. She's veaUf sharm
ing!"
And last year it I#—
1
"August 9, Y867. Mf
reward
fi at
hand!"
And what shall we get to-day
The physician looked up and fixed his
thoughtful gaze upon the bereaved bus*
band and wife.
"How did these messages come to you?"
he demanded.
"Invariably
by
post," replied Mr.
Preble. "Usually to
the house, but
some­
times to the office!"
"And
you have never seen their au
thor ?M
"Never!"
"The last of them ia duted, I seo, a year
ago to-day!"
"Yes, yes," faltered the banker, "and
the time has come for another message.
This is the 9th of August, 1868
"I see," said Dr. Hutton. "And this is
the secret of your terrible excitement!
You are expecting to receive to-day anoth
er of these strange messages
There was a brief silence. Mrs. Prcble*s
hand fluttered in its task, and her face
grew very pale. The banker breathed
gaspingly. The physician regarded them
both in friendly sympathy.
"We shall hear of her again to-day,"
said Mr. Preble "and what will the
message be 7"
The mother averted her facc. Ifer
brave heart faltered Ml that question
echoed in her soul.
"The writer of these letters is unquas*
tionably the abductor of your child!"
said Dr. Hutton. "Have you any suspi
cion as to his identity
"Not the slightest," said Mr. Preble.
"We have puzzled over the problem for
many years, but we cannot guess who be
is."
"Think," said
the
doctor. "Have
The banker shook bis
you
no enemy? I do not mean people with
whom you are not friendly—every stir
ring man has plenty of these—but a
downright enemy Is there no man whom
you know in the East who hated you No
one against whom you were callcd upon
to testifiy—no one whom you possibly in
jured
head.
He had
asked himself all these queations repeat
edly.
"I have no such enemy, doctor," he
answered with sincerity of voice and
manner.
"And Mrs. Preble?" suggested the
doctor, turning to ber. "Have you no
rejected suitor who might be revengeful
enough to desolate your home
"No," said the lady. "I was married
early. Morton was my first lover I"
"This is strange—very strange mut
tered the doctor. "You are not conscious
of having an enemy in the world, and yet
you have an enemy—a hidden foe—a
fiend in human form—who is working out
against you a fearful hatred And you
bave not the slightest suspicion as to
whom he is
"Not the slightest," declared the bank
er.
"Not the slightest!" echoed Mrs, Pre
ble. "My husband had a step-brother
who might have been capable of this
infamy—but he is dead
"The handwriting is not familiar?"
"No. It is merely a rude scrawl, as you
see," said the banker. "It suggests noth
ing—except that it is evidently disguised!"
Again there was a profound silence.
"Our child is seventeen years old now,'*
at length murmured Mrs. Preble, her
voice trembling. "She is on the thres1
hold of womanhood. No doubt, during
all these years, the has yearned for us,
wherever she may be, as we have yearned
for her!"
"But where is she?" asked the physi
cian—and now his voice was broken by
his deep sympathy with tbe agonized
parents. "Where can she be?"
"Heaven only knows," answered the
mother. "Perhaps in San Francisco—
perhaps in some rude hut in the interior,
with some obscure farmer, aud under a
name that is not hers I think her abduc
tor would have carried her to some lonely
region of tbe interior, among the valleys
and mountains. Yet I never see a young
girl in the streets without turning to look
at her. I never hear a girlish voice with
out listening eagerly, half fancying that it
may prove the voice of my lost Jessie!"
"Oh, pitying heaven siched Dr. Hut
ton, dashing a flood of tears from his eyes.
"Will this long agony never be over
"We hope so, and even believe so,"
answered Mrs. Preble, with the firmness
of an unfaltering trust in God's mercy.
"The last message we received from our
enemy seems to point to some kind of a
change."
"True," assented Dr. Hutton, looking
at the message in question. "It is unlike
the others. It says that his 'reward is at
hand.' 11c means eithor that he inteuds
to mariy your daughter, or that he in*
tends to demand money of you for bring
ing her back—or both."
"We shall soon know," said Mrs. Pre
ble, with forced cs lain ess. "To-day we
shall bavo another message, no doubt.
What will it be
The banker turned restlessly tm his
sofa, and his face grew even paler.
"Whatever it is, let it come!" he mur
mured. "Anything can be borne better
than this awful suspense. Let it come!"
As if his impatient words had precipi
tated a crisis, a step was heard on the
walk at this moment, and a ring at the
front door followed.
"Anotbar meesagtf"
breathed the
banker.
A servant soon entered, bearing a letter,
which he extended to Mr. Preble, saying:
"The bearer is in the hall."
With an eager gase, the banker glanoed
it the supersaription of the missive.
"It is from
him
he faltered.
He tore the envelope open.
It contained a slip of paper, of well*
known shape and appearance, upon whieh
was scrawled a single line, in an equally
well-known hand-writing, which the
banker exhibited to his wtfi i —4 ths
physician. u i .jt?
This line was as follows
M•••ASW-J'J
U,"August 9, 18C9. At six I will call f*
A shock of wonder and horror shooll
the three simultaneously. nil
"Will call!" cried Mr, Preble, starting
to his feet, and glaring wildly around. :»v
"Is coming here?" cried Mrs. Prebl?
also arising.
"It seems so," said Dr. Ilutton, hie
eyes again reverting to the message. "IIo
will be here at six o'clock, and see I il is
six already.
Even as he spoke, the clock on thft
mantelpiece commenced striking the a|H
pointed hour, and at that instant hea^.
footsteps resounded in the hall, approach*
ing the library.
"It it Ae."' cried the doctor, also arising
As the laststroke of the hour resounded*
the door leading from the hall again
opened.
Oac long and horrified glance cast thai
banker and his wife in that direction, and
then she fell heavily to the floor.
Her senses had left her*. The above \f(k
publish as a specimen chapter but th%
continuation of this story will be found
only in the N. Y. Ledger. Ask for tbe
number dated December 4th, which caa
be had at any news office or bookstore. If
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you can have the Ledger mailed to you fo»
one year by sending three dollars to
Robert Bonner, publisher, 182 William
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for original contributions than any othlff
periodical in the world. It will publish
none but the very, very best. Its mor|j^
tone is the purest, and its circulation tfta.
largest. Every body who takes it is hai»
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Harriet Lewis, Mrs. South worth, Mfc
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Fanny Fern and Mis Dupuy will wri||t
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Mr. Bonner, like other leading publish
ers, might issue three or five papers and.
magazines but he prefers to concentrate?
all his energies upon one, and in that wa^.
to make it the best. One Dexter is worth
more than three or five ordinary horses*
One science only enn one ceuius At,
a» fast fi art ,so narrow human wit,
When all the world is paying bomu^t
to the dead Peabody, who made beneft*
cence synonymous with greotness whea
the queen and government of Great Brit*'
ain are doing him honors, rarely if evtf
conferred upon foreigners when Ametl*
cans, of all the people on the face of tlt%
earth, have reason to be proud of the n(r
tivity of such a man, a New York journal
of indelible abolition proclivities has no!
been able to refrain from referring to this
man as one "whose patriotism was some*
times called into question," and as one
"whose political prejudices long blinded
him to the atrocity of southern treason }*'.
and tbe same journal has the efTronteCJf
to add that, in these respects, George Pef
body "had 'few claims on American re
ollection.'"
Is it because be gave millions of dollars
to the poor of London, the city where Rt
made his money, and where this practical
charity could be better employed than in
any other city on tbe faco of the earth,
that his patriotism has been called in quss*
tion Is it because he gave millions of
dollars for a southern educational fund,
by means of which the southern people
will resume a position of usefulness years
sooner than they could otherwise, that he
is spoken of as a man long blinded to the
atrocity of "southern treason?" Are those
tho reasons why he has few claims on
American recollection? Or is it because
he preferred using his wealth in a cliarit*
able manner to endowing the abolitibO
party and stuffing its greedy parasites?
Cannot the republican party free'itself
from its harpies of war times, or will tho
people of that party never become disgust'
cd with ita bigotry?—Chicago Times.
UNIMPREGNATED EUGS.—There seems
to be sufficient evidence that eggs from
hens that do not have tbe cock, keepmuoh
longer in a fresh condition than impreg*
nated eggs. Geyelin, in Flint's edition of
"Poultry Breeding," says:
"The shell of the egg being porus, to
admit air to the chicken during the pro*
cess of incubation, allows also part of tho
liquid to evaporate, and the air to per«
meate when they are not used soon after
being laid, aud the air acting on tba
animal matter produces early decomposi*
tion and putrefaction, particularly so la
a fecundated egg, in which the germ ia
first decomposed. Clear eggs, the produce
of hens who have not been with a cock,
keep fresh much longer. This can easily
be cxcmplied by putting an old fecundat*
ed egg and an old clear egg under a hen
whilst Bitting, when it will be found that
after ths twenty-first day the fecundated egg
is putrid, and the clear egg fit for use."
At one time, in the history of the New
England States, it was tbe custom to wear
buck«skin breeches in cold weather. Tho
following story connected with the prac
tice, was told by Daniel Webster as an
event in the life of his old friend, and
pastor, Father I'rang:
One Suuday morning, Father Praftft
took bis buckskin breeches which had
been hanging in the upper story, or what
is sometimes called the loft, and proceeded
to give them a thorough dusting and
clcauing. During tho summer, wasps had
takeu possession of tho inside, and quite
a nest of thorn were found located there.
Mr. I'rang, supposing they were thorough*
ly ousted, drew ou the breeches. WhUo
reading the Scripture* to his congregation,
a few hours afterwards, one of tho littla
rascals, which had escaped the fate of his
oompauions, pierced his skin like a needle.
Father Prang, uttering a sudden note of
pain, began jumping around the pulpit,
slapping hia thighs with great vehemence
and activity, as the pain continued to be
prolonged. The congregation began to
think he was crazy, when he controlled
himself sufficiently to explain, by ex
claiming in aloud voice: "Brethern: The
word of the Lord is in my mouth, but the
Devil is in my breeches Daniel Web
ster used to tell this anecdote to the m|i
istera with great gles.^ r"'
The temperance candidate for Govern­
or
in Ohio got one hundred and forty-one
votes! tcmrtrance Buck
eyes.!