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PRISON AND LEGEND OF MAN IN THE IRCN MASK. MYSTERY OF NOTED PERSON Eleven Hypotheses Regarding His Identity—Was He Napoleon's Grandfather?—Most Probable of .ae Many Theories—Strange Tales Tola by the Old Keeper. The announcement published in the French journals that the state was about to sell the isle of St. Marguerite aroused a host of strange memories, says a writer in Rome. On Thursday last the sale was effected at the prefec ture of Nice, and the historic isle was solfo to M. Hebert, mayor of Cannes, for the trifling sum of 62,000 francs, or $12,400, which he paid on behalf of the city of which he is the municipal repre sentative. The rocky Islet of St. Marguerite is one of the L*rins islands, so celebrateu in the history of early Christianity in western Europe. It stands out in the azure sea over against the beautiful city of Cannes, one of the brightest jewels of the Riviera. St. Marguerite is a narrow rock, but small as it is, be ing only two Frenen leagues in circum ference, it has a v ?t renown. On one of its rugged sides, scarcely distin guishable from the rock, rise the steep, strong walls of the prison which ren ders this island celebrated in history, romance and melodrama. The narrow sea which separates this island from its neighbor, St. Honorat. is of the loveliest colors; aauamarine is united with emerald-, and a dash ot liquified turquoise and sapphire is seen here and there, and beneath this entrancing sea there is visible the plants and shrubs of the deep far down below'. Within the island is the incc*a parable pine wood, covering it with a roof of verdure. Since the auasi-de struction of the celebrated Pineta of Ravenna, sung of by Dante and by Byron, there is nothing to compare with this of the Isle of St. Marguerite A bluish light, pleasant to the eye, per meates the umbrqlla-like tops of these trees, and a carpet of moss and piDe needles hushes the sound of the passing footsteps. Solitude and silence are the qualities that men desire nere; yet the solitude is interrupted occasionally and the silence broken in upon by the shrill whistle of the train speeding along the coast to Italy. St. Marguerite, unlike its neighbor St. Honorat, is overrun with serpents and has no water, cisterns that gather the rain water supplying the place of springs. * A Mysterious Prisoner. These are not the qualities that ren der St. Marguerite renowned far be yond the shores of France. On one side of its rocky coast rises the state prison, built as a fortification by Vau ban. That was the prison of Le mys tedious personage known to the world as “The Man in the Iron Mask.” The mystery that surrounds that state pris oner makes St. Marguerite interesting to those who love to penetrate into tne concealments of history. The story of the arrival at St. Mar guerite of “The Man in the Iron Mask" begins like a romance. In the spring of 1687 this island, with its castle, awoke to a state of unusual excite ment. Workmen moved to and fro, boats laden with stones and beams lay at the little quay and tubs of mortar stood in the court beneath the flagstaff, for, it is said, anew chapel was being prepared and the governor’s house was to be raised another story. Anew governor was coming and a prisoner or rare importance was to be placed under his charge. His Jailer. Benigne d’Auvergne, Count de Saini. Mars, was named governor of St. Mar guerite. Late in April he started for this new post. He brought with him his wife, his family, his baggage, his servant Ru and a "masked prisoner.” wham, says one authority, “eight Pied --’onteee carried every league of the way in a covered ch. ir, over which was fitted a frame covered with oilcloth.” No one saw that prisoner’s face; no one heard the sound of his voice. A boat was wait ing at the landing-place; the gov ernor and the masked man were borne over to the island prison, and to inis was consigned the individual who was known to the autho-ities as “the pris oner of Provence” and to the world at large for over two hundred years as “The Man in the Iron Mask.” The “Iron Mask.” One writer relates that the mask was not of iron, but of black velvet, and that a spacious cell was given him, though the governor, Saint Mars, boasted that there was nothing to com pare to the thick walls ot tms prison in all Europe nor to its triple iron grating and corridor where the prisoner might take exercise without being seen. A few prisoners Were already here. In significant Huguenot pastors, who sang hymns to the sea waves and who, says a sympathizing authoress, were beat en for doing so.” No human being, re ported the jailer, had ret eyes on the masked prisoner during the jouraey. “All along the route (owing to the way in which I concealed him) people did seek to know who my prisoner might be. They all declare here that he is either M. de Beaumont or a son ot Cromwell.” A Romantic Legend. And for 200 years the reading world has been asking who was the man con clealed beneath the black velvet mask in the priron of St. Marguerite. What a mass of paper that story has black ened during the last two centuries, says Victo-ien Sardou. Voltaire was the first to draw attention to the ro mantic tale of a princely person, says Miss Dempster, whom as the “Man in the Iron Mask” he has rendered famous. All through the eighteenth century the legend grew. Few facts being known about it, imagination hau free scope. lajuvois. who sent him to the island prison, says of him: “Though obscure, he was none the less a person of consequence; that he was a prodigious scoundrel, who, on a very important matter had cozened many persons of distinction;” that he was “to be h lrdly treated and jealously se cluded from every eye,” and "you are to give him only the things necessary for life, with no comforts whatever.” This harsh treatment marked out for him endears him the more to the dra matist. It is not true, says Miss Demp ster, that his mask was of iron. It was made of black v ,vet, bi t it had a steel spring in it. It is also a Action that he wrote his nai..e on a silver plate and threw it out of his window, to be picked up by a boatman of Cannes. He was over the middle height, tall and well made, and toward the close of his life he told the governor's servant that he was 60 years of age. He spoke French, but with a foreign accent, sang, and was fond of music. Who Was He? Who was he? Historians, or would be searchers into the mystery, give 11 different personages as the man who was masked in the prison of St. Mar guerite. History is treated ratuer rudely at times in the works of these writers. The first of the eleven hy potheses is the Count de Vermandols son of Louis XIV and of Louise de la Valliere. He died of smallpox while still a young man and free. The Duke de Beaufort comes next. He died at Candia on board the ship Monarque, while the masked man died in *ue bas tile at Paris. The duke of Monmouth is third on this list. He was the il legitimate son of the English monarch Charles II and Lucy Waters. His head was cut off on the scaffold while still a young man. The Armenian patriarch Avedic, who is fourth, may be dis missed as improbable to a degree. Nicholas Fouquet, the superintendent who had been the right hand of Maz arin’s government, comes next, but though he was in jail under the gov ernor Saint Mars, it was not he. It is needless to go through the list, which includes a son of Mazarin and Anne of Austria, a son of Cromwell and a son of Anne of Austria and the duke of Buckingham; in fact, the imagined il legitimate sons of the highest person ages of the period. Baron Gleichen’s Theory. The most ingenious of all the theories as to the personality of the iron mask is assuredly that pf the Baron de Gleichen. He strives to show that the prisoner was the true heir to the crown, who had been shut up for the benefit o: a child said to be the offspring of Card inal Richelieu and the queen. These having become the masters of France after the death of the king, had substi tuted their child for the genuine Dau phin—hence the extreme resemblance between the two children. The conse quences of this absurd story are at once evident —the annulment of tin legitimacy of the later Bourbons. Imagination did not halt here, l'he story developed under the first empire. Pamphlets appeared in which the ver sion of Gleichen was repeated. Louis XIV was said to be illegitimate, the son of strangers; the lawful heir was shut up in the prison of St. Marguerite, where he. had married the keeper's daughter. A son born from this marriage was, as soon as he was weaned, brought over to Corsica, hav ing been confided to a sure person, as a child coming from a good part.,’’ which in Italian is “buona parte.” From this child the great emperor de scended directly, as any one might see. The legitimate claim of Napoleon I to the threne of France depending upon the Man in me Iron Mask, Is, says M. Funck-Brcntano, who relates the story in his Legendes et Archives de la Bas tille, better than anything which the great Dumas has given us. The Real Man. The real Man in the Iron Mask was. according to the most probable evi dence —an evidence which is eminently conclusive —a certain Count Ercole An tonio Mattioli, who was born at Bolog na Dec. 1, 1640, of a distinguished fam ily. He had been brilliant as a stu dent, and in his twentieth year had been appointed professor in the Univer sity of Bologna. Later he went to Man tua, where he gained the confidence of the reigning duke, Charles 111, who ap pointed him his secretary of state. The duke who succeeded, Charles IV, kept Mattioli as minister of state, and nom inated him supernumerary senator, a dignity which carried with it the title of count. Louis XIV, King of France, had an ambassador at Venice, the Abbe d’Estrades. This man, seeing the am bitious and intriguing nature of Mat tioli, entered into negotiations with him for the purchase of the town of Casale, the property of Charles IV, duke of Mantua. Louis already pos sessed Pignerol; with Casale he could overwhelm Piedmont. Charles IV was a spendthrift and a gamWer. Mattioli negotiated the sale, abd the sum ot 100,000 crowns was pain for it to the Duke of Mantua. At a private audience Louis XIV hartfled to Mattioli a dia mond of great value and a sum of 100 double louis. The Traitor Ensnared. Notwithstanding all this, two months after Mattioli's journey to Paris all the governments Interested in the failure of this project—namely, those of Piedmont. Spain. Austria and Venice —were fully informed in every par ticular. It is needless to inquire into the motive of Mattioli's treachery, but a desire for money was evidently its foundation. The resentment of Louis XIV. was inexorable. D’Estrades, who had never ceased to correspond with Mattioli, was the chief instrument of the King’s vengeance. Mattioli com plained that he had spent all the money at his command in bribes at the court of Mantau with a view of bringing about the result desired by the king ol France. D’Estrades thereupon promis ed that be should be paid certain sums by Catinat, who had been intrusted with them by the king, his master. A meeting for Thursday, May 2, was arranged. The Abbe’ dTSstrades tells, with much complacency, how com pletely he duped and ensnared his victim. On the other side of the bridge over the r ver Guisiola, which had broken in the recent floods, the Abbe d’Estrades and Mattioli met Catinat, who was awaiting Horn. He showed them into a neighboring house, where the;* could confer unobserved. D'Es trades left the house soon after and M ttioli was arrested without diffi culty. In The Bastille. The details of his imprisonment at Pignerol, then at the isle of St. Margue rite, show that he was at first treated with the consideration due to the rank and to the situation which he occupied at the moment of his arrest. After ward the respect which the prisoner had at first inspired was gradually lessened until the day that he was transferred to the Bastille in Pails, where he was placed in a common room with individuals of the lowest social grade. On the other hand, the rigor of detention in regard to the secret of the prisoner became less, all that it was necessary to conceal being the circumstances in which he was ar rested, and as the years passed this became of less importance. His Young Wife. The mask which has rendered him so mysterious was, as has already been said, of black velvet, and strange to say belonged to Mattioli himself, as it was found among his effects when he was arrested. It is evident that he used it to conceal his face when coming and going about his very peculiar mis sions. A good young wife mourned his disappearance and returned to the con vent in Bologna, whence he had taken her on their marriage day a few years before. She remained in the convent till her death. Such is the admittedly true history of the Man in the Iron Mask. Time will but slowly make it prevail. There are the legends to be destroyed and the wild tales told by guides to be up rooted. They are faithful guardians of every legend, and their propagandism is more active than that of scholars. Traditional Fables. Think that day by day at the isle of St. Marguerite, says Victorien Sardou, the prison of the Man in the Iron Mask is opened to visitors by a good woman who retails to them all the traditional fables concerning the luxurious mode of life of the prisoner, his lace, his silver plate and the great regard in which he was held by the Governor ol Mars. How can you struggle against that daily lecture delivered to so many? Besides the legendary tales are far and away the pleasanter, filling the imagination of the people with vague pictures of royal and aristocra tic crime. The isle and the prison built by Vauban have been purchased by the prosaic Mayor of Cannes for municipal purposes, and the glory of the legend grows dim, and only the ghost of MatlioK wandering at night in the corriuors of the prison, wearing the black mask always,-cqn revive the old story. A newer memory is as sociated with the isle at the prison of Marshal Bazaine, whose shameful sur render with 40.000 men at Metz helped to bring dow;i the pride and power of France in the Franco-Prussian War. But Bazaine has little interest beside the Man in the Iron Mask. COULDN’T RESIST. An eccentric clergyman in Cornwall had been much annoyed by the way the members of the congregation had of looking around to see late comers. After enduring it for sometime he said on entering the reding desk one day: “Brethren, I regret to see that your attention is called away from your religious duties by your very natural desire to see who comes in behind you. I propose henceforth to save you the trouble by naming each person who may come late.” Ho then began, “Dearly beloved," but. paused half way to interpolate. "Mr. S., with his wife and daughter.” Mr. S. looked rather surprised, but the minister, with perfect gravity, re sumed. Pesently he again paused. “Mr. C. and William D.” The abashed congregation kept their eyes studiously bent on their books. The service proceeded in the most or derly manner, the parson interrupting himself every now and then to name some newcomer. At last he said, still with the same perfect gravity: “Mrs. S. in anew bbnnet.” In a moment every feminine head in the congregation had turned around.— Millinery Trade Review. MAUDE ADDAMS’MOUNTAIN HOME. Miss Maude Addams, in addition to her wellknown Long Island farm, has a cottage in the Katskilis in a re stricted little village and in the most inaccessible part of the “illage To this house she goes for the thorough rest needed after a winter's exhaust ing work and to be gained in the se clusion of her mountain retreat. Her own room is sixty feet long, to permit rehearsals when desirable. OJIBWAY SKILL Indians Who Are Very Clever as Woodworkers. A class of woodworkers who have never been organized into unions, per haps because no business agent knows their language, is the Chippewa, or Ojibway Indians. In the forests of .Minnesota and of northern Michigan these primitive woodworkers live. An ax and a drawltnife. an awl and a pocket-knife complete their fullest set ol tools. With these they produce wooden articles of beauty and utility. The genius of these workers is of wide scope, their work ranging from the graceful sailboats of unequaled speed, in which they fish for food or race for pleasure, to the carved crosses which mark the graves of their children. From the handling of a "forest giant” in the lumber camp to the carving of an arrow, the Ojibway Indian shows his peerless skill as a woodworker. The arrows of the other Indian tribes have sharp, pointed heads, and require feathering to make them go true, and to carry them point-on to the object aimed at. The arrows of the Pueblo and other southern Indians have delicately pointed tips of steel or flint, which cleave the rlr. The Ojib way’s arrow differs from these. The head is a heavy, broad-iaced block of wood; from this blunt head, broadei than the face of a half-dollar the arrow tapers, cone-like, to a narrow stem, which gradually diminishes in size to the notched end. This arrow looks awkward, with its broad head, heavy enough to crush the skull of a deer, but scientists say it is the ideal form of projectile. The Mackinac boats of the Ojibways are built on the lines of their arrows—broad of bow and tapering gracefully aft. These Indian men are not the only skilled woodworkers of the northern forests. The women and children make baskets of thin strips of the iron wood, and various kinds of fancy work from the tough birch bark. To orna ment the baskets and toy birch bark canoes, quills of the porcupine stained In bright colors are used to embroider pictures of stars of flowers upon ,ne bark. With such nicety do the Indian women and children weave the basnets of brightly-colored strips of wood that many visitors to Mackinac island and the other northern summer resorts fail to appreciate the worth of the Indian wares, mistaking them for the product of machinery in city factories. DUCK THAT COULDN’T SWIM. He Was Reared by a Hen and Had Never Taken Lessoons. If you speak of a thing coming off as naturally as a duck takes to water Dr. William P. Painter of Darby will be inclined to doubt if the event will ever occur. For it is the doctor's ex perience that other things take to wa ter much more naturally than ducks —his ducks at least. Dr. Painter’s ducks are bad sailors and cling to dry land. Like naughty children, they have to be held to be washed. No bantum rooster nor sun dried tramp detests water more than they. Why, one of Dr. Painter's ducks died from drowning in Cobb’s creek Early in life the mother of this flock of ducks died. Deprived of their natural protector, the ducklings were forced to look to a matronly hen in Dr. Painter’s barnyard for their care and keep, and under the protect ing wing of Mrs. Pullet they grew up not in the way a duck should grow, but after the manner of the land-lub ber chicken. It is even related that some of the ducks learned how to crow. So the Painter ducks thrived. Be ing of a spotless white naturally, Dr. Painter observed on Monday how the wear and tear of barnyard life haa soiled their downy feathers and deci ded that they should have a bath. Cobb's creek flows just back of the doctor's place, and thither the flock was driven, willingly enough. But when invited to enter not a duck took to the water. Instead they perched upon a fence rail and communed aftei the manner of chickens. “Funny,” remarked Dr. Painter. “But I guess they’ll be all right after they have a taste of it.” One by one the ducks were hurled into the creek, but as fast as one was thrown in the preceding one waddled out and ran away, cackling with fright, All but one duck —she, poor fowl, half-blinded by the water, and all energy frightened out of her, sank beneath the wavelets and was fished out dead —drowned in her native ele ment. To bathe the others the doctor was compelled to catch them individually, and while an assistant held them he dashed the water over their backs. When the operation was over, like half-drowned rats the ducks proceed ed in doleful procession to the barn yard, where they sought refuge in the hen coop. Dr. Painter takes his land-loggea ducks out bathing every day now, and hopes in time to overcome the bad example set them by the perver ted chickens. All communication be tween the latter and the ducks has been cut off. CRISIS IN AUSTRIA. Last June a scene was enacted in the Austrian diet which might well have impressed the uninitiated as a sort of carnival entertainment devised for the special delectation of a favored gueat. Old men with venerable beards blew tin horns, while others made a frightful noise by striking kettles with the lids thereof. The shrill tones of the penny trumpet mingled with the droning of a mighty gong. A rhyth mical accompaniment was furnished by the thumping of heavy rules against woe Sen desks; and the pandemonium was Augmented by the shrill sound of whistles of every description, and the din of all sorts of noisy instruments borrowed from the nursety. This performance, euphoniously designated as “obstruction,” was sys tematically carried out, according to a fixed program, until long nfter mid night, with the firm determination of hindering the proceedings of the diet. Meanwhile, the other parties, listened in mute astonishment to the rendering of the symphony. The president of the diet, powerless by reason of a lack of enactments making provision against such disgraceful scenes, permitted hour after hour thus to elapse, wh.,e the de serted benches of the ministry stared desolately into the beautiful hall thus shamefully desecrated. The ministers meanwhile held a council of war in a neighboring dwelling; and there, as a Inst resort, it was decided to awaken the venerable monarch—then sojourn ing at his summer residence. Schoen brunn —at midnight, in order to secure from him the necessary' consututional permission to close the season. Nothing could be more characteristic of the unnatural conditions now pre vailing in Austria than this necessity of disturbing the rest of a venerable and grief-stricken monarch. YeT. the disgraceful scene just described is by no means unique in the moder" parlic mentary procedure of Austria, and • cite it merely as the most recent illus stration of a long series of similar demonstrations. Fierce conflicts have been repeatedly waged within the walls of parliament: government and presi dency alike have been constantly sub jected to the vilest ridicule and abuce; and on several occasions, indeed, it has been found necessary to summon the police to quell the tumult. Apart from these external demon strations, the Austrian parliament has for years ignored all legislative work of a serious nature. It has been found necessary to pass most important enactments, such as the Budget and the decennial compromise with Hungary, in the form of defensive measures. In the midst of an exampled economic prosperity among neighboring nations Austria is suffering from a deep-seated depression. Commerce and traffic are languishing, and an industrial insecur ity has ensued which is crippling capi tal and paralyzing enterprise. Despite numerous natural advantages and the frequently under-rated industrial ca pacity of the country, economic oppor tunities have been lost, exports have declined, internal consumption has de creased, and the bourse, once so flour ishing, has become Impoverished. Witiiin two years the government has changed six times, while a great pro portion of those eligible to the ministry have already been called to the helm in vuin. All attempts to restore order, whether proceeding from the federal government or the several parties, have been futile. The destinies of the na tion are involved in darkness and ob scurity; and though the humblest citi zen realizes that this situation cannot long continue, none has undertaken to indicate the way in which order may be constitutionally re-established. — Maurice Baumfeid in the Forum. CRAFTY PIGEON-CATCHERS. Two business men were standing on ho sidewalk opposite a lofty tene ment over on the East side, below Grand street, the other day. They were gazing upward and speculating as to the meaning of the actions of a fat German upon the roof, who was frantically waving a very long pole, with something black tied to the end of it. “I 'think he is insane," said one of the men. “If it were only three months later I should say that he were paying off an election bet," said the other. After wtching him a little longer they both turned their steps toward Broadway, and decided that he was one of the many mysteries of the populous East side. If they had waited a little longer they would have seen a flock of pigeons come wheeling round over the top of the building. The German re doubled his exertions, and higher and higher the pigeons flew, still circling round and round. Hero a stray pigeon was seen to enter the wheeling flock and then another. Two or three more Joined the flock, and a broad grin spread over the man's face. Dropping his pole he disappeared, and soon the circles became smaller and smaller, until finally the whole flock settled up on the housetop. The man had thrown some feed on the roof, and some more in the dove cote. Ills own pigeons and the strangers alike entered the dove rote and the strangers were then cap tured easily This Is a sample of what may be seen on the roofs of many houses in the tenement districts and accounts for the German's strange actions. The black object tied to the end of the stick is used to make the home flock fly higher and thus attract strange pig eons from a distance and enjoy a good fly in company. The strangers accompany their companions to the treacherous feast, and, if valuable, are sold to dealers. The birds that are not worth much are domesticated In their new home and nsed In their turn to In veigle others, or else they go to line the stomach of the wily pigeon catch er—New York Times. The Kendals, in Ijondon, who have been busily rehearsing anew play by Vf*. W. K. Clifford entitled Unwisely but Too Well, have been chagrined by the discovery that Sydney Grundy's play, A Debt of Honor, produced at St. James’ theater, is almost a replica of the work they had in hand. BADGER BRIEFS. At Appleton Miss / nna E. Smith and Mr. Mike Moran were married. The Oneida Indians will hold a pic nic on the reservation Sept. 17. At Canary David Flink was kicked in the face by a horse and may die. Henry W. Henke and Augusta Wie seler of Deer Creek were married. Joseph Wager, aged 18 years, was killed while chopping near Perronville. At Sheboygan Falls George Spratt was nominated for the assembly by re publicans. At Appleton Matt Heigle and Albert Boehm were each fined $25 and costs for fishing with nets. A prisoner of the Waukesha Jail named James Stauton died from the effects of wood alcohol. Miss Wilda Hancock of Tomah has been appointed teacher at the Standing Rock, North Dakota, agency at S6OO a year. l’he Appleton physicians who gave valuable aid at the recent wreck at De pore have received from the railroad compuny checks for $25 each. At Wausau, Judge Silvertliorn fixed the ball of John Robins, the man who shot W. W. Fenelon of Rhinelander, at $7,000. I’e man is still in Jail. M. .1. Deutsch and Miss Meda Clark, both tornierly of New London were married in Chicago. Mr. Deutsch is secretary of the Building Trades coun cil in Chicago. F. W. John has been appointed post master at Gillett, Oconto county, vice J. W. Pinch, removed and William A. Crothers at Lakeside, Adams county, vice L. Z. Sperbeck removed. At la Crosse William Gable, a build ing contractor, died, aged 64 years. Six weeks ago he dropped the end of a tim ber on his leg, making a bruise from which blood poisoning resulted. Grace Goff and Hattie Brummele, two girls employed in the paper mills at Brokaw, fell with a portion of the floor, eighteen feet. They were buried under a pile of paper, but neither was serious ly hurt. Theodore Hart of Wausau fell from a scaffold 100 feet high at Iron River and broke his jaw and one leg in two places. He was taken to a hospital in West Superior where It is thought he will recover. An additional free delivery service has been ordered at Green Bay, to take effect Oct. 1. It will embrace an area of forty square miles with a population of 1,350. George Johnston was ap pointed carrier. Wisconsin pensions granted: Ori ginal, Nathan Stiner, Morrill, $6; Asa K. Stiekney, Gillett, $6; additional, William Guerman, National home, Mil waukee. sl2; increase, Oscar 0. Snyder, Wisconsin veterans’ home, Waupaca, $lO. George F. Chester, clerk of the courts of Duluth, was found dead in bed at the West Superior hotel. In onepockct was a pistol nnd in the other a bottle of chloroform, but there was no evidence of cither having been used. Atty. F. C. Cady, who was the reform candidate for mayor of Green Bay at the election last spring suffered a ser ious injury Friday. His horse ran away nnd he was thrown against an iron hitching post. The cartilage that holds the ribs to the breast bone was torn apart. Harry Olson of Racine, one of the best known breeders of blooded pigeons in southern Wisconsin, and who has nearly 1.000 In his coops, says that diphtheria has broken out among the birds and that within two weeks he lost $250 worth. The disease attacks the pigeons in the throat and soon they suffocate. George Wllkofspy of Waterford, Ra cine county was arrested on the charge of entering the home of J. IC. Beck and Diking a gold watch case, old coins and a sum of money. The property was found on hIH person and he admitted the theft. Two years ago ho robbed a barber shop at Rochester and served twelve months in the reformatory at Green Gay. he is cniy 18 years of age. At Green Bay Ellen poyle, the 10- y ar-old daughter of Attorney M. J. Doyle, was drowned. The little girl had been to the east side on an errand and was returning to her home about 5 o'clock in the afternoon. As she was crossing the bridge the draw bridge be gan to open for the yacht Aldokin. The little girl made an attempt to Jump from the approach to the draw. She missed and fell into the river twenty feet. Gilbert Lefebro was near and hastily tying a rope uround his arm threw one end to his companion and Jumped in after her. In jumping the rope was pulled tight and Lefebre’s arm was dislocated, which disabled him. The girl did not come to the sur face after going down. Recently May Colton, daughter of R. Colton, one of the richest and best known farmers in Green county, was married to Joseph Mitchell, the son of another rich farmer near Monroe. In connection with the ceremony there was a feast. Very soon after the peo ple, numbering over fifty, had left the table many of them began to feel sick. R. Colton was taken with gripes that came near terminating in death. Rev. Mr. Aldrich and wife were also very ill nnd thirty others thought the end had come. Dr. Newuome who was present was so sick he could not lend any as sistance. The bride and groom left the table for the railway train and on the way to Janesville they were taken desperately ill. When they reached Janesville they summoned Dr. Palmer and he relieved them somewhat, but they were 111 during the night anil left f .r home in the morning, cutting short an extended honeymoon trip. Physi cians sa; *he cause of the trouble was the Icecream eaten.