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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. i". J" ii, .!'/'y i i il JIB 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 you are not within reach of a news you can have the Ledger mailed to you fo» one year by sending three dollars to Robert Bonner, publisher, 182 William street, New York. The Ledger pays mora 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» pier for having it. Leon Lewis, Mrfc, Harriet Lewis, Mrs. South worth, Mfc Cobb, Professor Aeck, Mary Kyle Dallas Fanny Fern and Mis Dupuy will wri||t only for the Ledger hereafter. 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.!