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VOL IX. BENTON, MONTANA SATURDAY NOVEMBER 17, 1883. NO. 17 . .. . . . . I ... .. .. . . . .. ... . ... .. ----.. I .. . . . .... .. . I POETRY., AN EPI'ODE. To the city Farmer Chitty, Piain, but gritty, Came one day; And he wandered, And he pondered, On his way. Thus while gazing At amazing Sights, and praising All he saw; He wa. taken Hand was shaken By mistaken Mr. Sha s. Who to right it And requite it, Him invited To a smile; And the farmer To the former Grew a warmer Friend the while. Soon, e'ated,] And infl.ted, Chitty waited For the deal; When some aces Showed their faces Two hard cases Made him squeal. In the city Stood the gritty Farmer Chitty, Cursing all. Not a penny Of the many Had he, any More to call. Home returning Through the burning Sand, and learning Hlow to tr.tmp, Spouse she took him And she shook him, Grit forsook him. And she wouldn't believe a blamed word he said in explanation. -Texas Siftings. -1 ea as aMjirngs. RUNNIHNG JIM OUT OF TOWN. An Incident of California Life Thirty Years Ago. San Francisco Bulletin. "Speaking of old bums," remarked Charley Blackburn, "did I ever tell you how we run Cocktail Jim out of Marys ville, Cal., in '52?" Cocktail Jim was the hardest case I ever saw. During all the time I was in Marysville I never knew him to eat a meal or do a minute's work. Hle just loafed around Boston Harry's monte saloon and drank, and drank, and drank-always cocktails, After loafing around the town for a year he got to be a great nuisance, and the boys tried various ways to freeze him out. But he never lost control of himself, no matter how much he drank, and there appeared to be no method of making him tired of Boston larry's saloon. "Well, one day I arrived in town, hav ing been down to Sacramento for a load of supplies, when I saw from a distance a big crowd of men in the middle of the street, with Cocktail Jim in charge. Just a week before they had elected me justice of the peace. As I drove up one of them said: "Ah, here comes the judge; we can try him at once.' "I asked what was the trouble. It didn't take more than two minutes to find out. It seems that Cocktail Jim had been tired out of Boston Harry's early the night before and slept in the open lot. Early in the morning he got up famishing for a drink; the first man he met was Pete Warner. 'Pete,' says he, 'I aint had a bite to eat for three hull days. Let me have a dollar.' Pete didn't like to do it. After talking some time, Pete took outa 0 counter feit Mexican dollar and gave it to him. 'There,' lie says, 'get something to eat, but no whisky.' Jim promised, thanked him, and they parted. Pete at once rushed up to Boston Harry's, know ing Jim would walk around a litt4e and then step in and get a cocktail, and told Harry that when Jim attempted to pass the dollar to arrest him for shoving coun terfeit coin. "In about ten minutes, sure enough, Jim came in, ordered a cocktail, and un + corcerned like, flipped the dollar up and let it fall on the counter. The cocktail was made in the best of style, and Jim drank it down. 'But,' said the barkeeper, 'give me some other noney. I heard from the sound of this that it is not good.' Jim confessed at once that the dollar was all the coin that he had. A lot of the boys gathered around and the sheriff was sent for and he was placed under arrest. "When I arrived Jim was about scared to death. The boys had been talking of hanging him right there. "Well, we'll try him," said I. The jury found him guilty without leaving their seats. "I then addressed the prisoner, telling him how clearly he had been caught pas sing bad money, something against the peace and dignity of the State; but presu ming that he had a mother living who had - thought something of him sometime, or a loving sister, or a law-abiding brother, I would be merciful and give him the light est penalty the lawallowed. I then sen tenced him to twenty-one years in the State prison. "When he heard this he fairly howled, his red, swelled eyes just oozed with tears. But it was no use; the sheriff snatched him and began to move through the crowd. I got down from the dry-goods box and edged up to him. 'Can yourun?' I whispered. 'Run,' he whispered back, 'I can run like a quarter-horse.' 'Well, said I, 'there is some doubt, butI couldn't helpit, you know. The law says so and so, and we judges have to follow the law. sow, I'11 tell you what I'll do,' still whispering, 'I'll call the sheriff off as if to speak to him, and when the coast is clear you run to the river as though the devil was after you. The boys will shoot some probably, but don't mind that--just climb.' "So I called the sheriffto one side, and Jim gave a jump. I swear, gentleman, * that man went like he had wings. The I roa'I was knee-deep with dust, and the : Yuba was not 500 feet away but he cleared the whole distance with 100 men yelling, - hollering and shooting in the air, and in five seconds the dust cleared off, he was A nowhere in sight. We never saw him af terward." When the laugh had'subsided, some one asked what had become of the counterfeit dollar. "Oh," added Charley, "that was paid into court. The foreman of the jury, H the sheriff, the district attorney and me went down the street and passed it off on in the first barkeeper we met." A Drunkard's Horrible Death. e3 so Winnipeg Free Press. w A correspondent, J. H. Cameron, of ba Oak River, sends us the following: A to horrible accident happened on October 11, w; at Oak River, township 13, range 23, by sp which a man named Robert Kerr was ch burned to death. He had received a large nt amount of money from his friends in the de old country, and had been away on a pr spree for several weeks in Brandon. When ot he returned, a few days before his death, kr Mr. Anderson, at whose house he boarded, qu took the liquor in his possession from him, ca giving him a daily allowance. He wanted he more, and threatened to do away with th. himself if he did not get it. On the morn- po ing of the 11th, Mr. Anderson and a num- tu ber of his neighbors left home for Birtle. sh That evening about dusk, Mrs. Anderson D: went out to look for the cows, leaving hip Kerr in a state of partial intoxication up he stairs. In a short time her brother, re- an turning from the field, saw the fire shoot wl out through the thatch of the roof. He Fi rushed into the house to rescue the unfor- th4 tunate man, but the fire and smoke pre- the vented his going up stairs, where the fire dry had started. HIe shouted, but got no he d answer. There was no window up stairs pre by which he could be reached, and before as the neighbors had arrived or anything in could be done to rescue the man, the up- dal per floor had fallen in and the house was tin in a mass of flames. The logs were pul- see led down and the fire checked as much as wt could be done. In the morning Mr. Kerr's opt remains were found. The head, legs and age arms were burnt away and the upper side of - of the body, only part of the body and legs ink e remaining. It is a pretty general impres- he: sion that the fire which ended his life so · horribly was the work of the wretched man himself. Mr. Anderson lost almost s everything. Mr. Kerr's parents live in thi Edinburgh and are very wealthy. sec LII . ing Two Kinds of Girls and the lesson ea Therefrom. )Us ver Boston Courier. ow "What we need," said a gentleman in be private conversation, "is concentration of ,on energy, and application of it in the right direction." The person who spoke is a manufacturer of art furniture, and it was of by mere accident that he took as an il a lustration the example of his forewoman in he the embroidery room. She is a stout Ger ist man-American girl, with a heavy face and ce dumpy figure. She always attends to business. I have known her ever an since she was a young girl doing embroid ery work for an uptown firm. We used It to send her extra pieces to do, and she nd finally came to us altogether, because we en paid her better. she has been in demand pht personally sought after by employers ever in since she began, for she spends her whole Sa strength in her work. Her dress is ex ;te tremely plain, and she does not care for a gayeties. She has no ruinous diversion ne of interest to prevent her from attending it, to the matters of first importance." t a "On the other hand," he continued, to "we have, off and on, in our embroidery to room a pretty girl who will never amount d, to anything. Her ideas of life are miss at hapen. She is a clever enough embroid _ eress, but she works half-heartedly, and nd only when she feels inclined. She won't Id undertake this piece and says she can't do ss that. She is always asking favors and n- doing little irregularities that are harm less enough but disturbing to business. h, Her one ambition is dress. She really is n in her way a ladylike person. She is id neat and clothes herself in good taste, with ail no display, but in a style far above her m condition in life. Not a lady does she see in the street but she looks at her dress and rd manners, and even listens to her speech, 1.' to see what she can pick up to improve as herself. The result is, the poor girl has cultivated sensibilities which make it un nt likely that she will ever be contented with any home that might be offered her, and ed she has no strong-minded aspiration to in of dependent to prosperity. By devoting 11 her energy to unproductive channels the m girl has made herself useless and unhap py. She is not thinking how her work ig appears, but of how she herself appears, ý. and tries to gain admiration and ingratiate herself personally when what we want from her is not pretty manners, but a good u- piece of. embroidery." a Origin of "Deadwood." I - Cincinnati Enquirer. i- The origin of Deadwood is not gener ie ally known, yet it none the less illustrates the waggery of undertakers, as that's the most considerate term for the trick. A certain man lost his wife, and ordered a oe first-class funeral. Everything went off as in the best style until the coffin was lower ed into the grave, when, owing to the " smallness of the hole or awkwardness of 't the attendants, a piece of the coffin was td chipped off. A friend picked it up and ' handed it to the afflicted husband as a relic if of his wife. Months having elapsed be is fore the bill was presented, for it was flrs: ie clads if the funeral was not. Not paid, at the undertaker sued. The defendant pro St duced the piece of coffin, exclali.ing: id "I've got the deadwood on you. It's not a, rosewood as you- have Tchaerged ae. bt !e pine." Hence the word from whichthe f ie celebrated city in teBlackHfiiteiU ed. d DESERTED BY A DIVINE. SA Valley City Pastor Deserts His wife and Creditors, and is Charg ed with Forgery. VALLEY CITY, Dak., Nov. 4--Rev. e Isaac M. Frey, for five or six months pt astor of the Congregational church of this 's city, has suddenly left for parts unknown. His financial matters are in a very bad e shape-that is, for his creditors---he hav ing converted everything into cash, besides it is reported, taking $150 of church mon . ey. Among the property disposed of was some that was mortgaged. He leaves a wife and three children in this city in em ºf barrassed circumstances. Rev. Frey came L to Valley City from Washington, D. C., where he married his present wife last y spring, he being a widower with three a children, and she a widow with 'an equal B number, born of a union with a recently e deceased, and, it is undersrood, quite a prominent Washingtonian. At the time . ot the lady's marriage with Frey she , knew but little of him, having been ac , quainted with him but a short time. He carried recomendations from Michigan, I however, and his ministerial bearing done the rest. At this time the lady was - possessed of the remnant of a small for - tune, in amount about $3,000. Out of this she furnished Frey with money to come to 1 Dakota and sent him frequent drafts after ( his arrival here, and he constantly besieged her for money. This she refused to send, and Fre: brought her to Valley City, where she deposited about $2,000 in the First National bank and took a check therefor made payable to herself. To this the reverend forged his wife's name, drew the money and left Mrs. Frey and her children penniless. This action seems premeditated before his arrival in Dakota, as he left his three children at some point in the East. Frey is of a small stature, dark complexion, dark eyes, hair slighty tinged with gray, and wore, when .last seen a beard of several weeks growth, which he will probably cut off at the first opportunity. He is about forty years of age, and has the appearance of a blase man of the wcrld. His wite fainted upon hear ing of his desertion of her, and is almost heart-broken on accout of her children. (onvicted of Musder. d it OMAHA, Nov. 4.-Edward Sholte was n this morning convicted of murder in the second degree, the jury having been out t all night. On July 4, Sholte and Martin Knight, fellow-laborers at a brickyard, got into an altercation, and Knight whipped Sholte. They slept in the same room with n two other men. That night Sholte re f mained away, but returned to the board It ing house the next morning at 4 o'clock, a and sneaking into the bed room, pounded 5 Knight fearfully with a club as he lay in - bed. Sholte then ran out of doors, and n when Knight staggered to the door, Sholte fired and killed him. Sholte escaped, but d was arrested near St. Paul a week after 0 ward. e Murdered by One of the Finest. d NEW YORK, NOV. 4.--Policeman Wm. e Conroy Saturday night brought into the e Twenty-first precinct station house a pris e oner, Peter Keenan, a furniture mover, r thirty-four years old. Keenan's head was e covered with blood, flowing from cuts, caused by the policeman's club, and in the r abdomen was a bullet wound. Keenan 3 was removed to the hospital, and died I soon after. From information obtained by detectives and statements of witnesses at the coroner's preliminary examination it ( appears Policeman Conroy had been drink t ing heavily; that in a liquor saloon, 322 - East Thirty-sixth street, he assaulted sev - eral persons without cause, and finally at I tacked Keenan, who was quietly standing t near the bar, interfering neither with the ) policeman nor anyone else. After shoot 1 ing him without warning, he dragged him - from the saloon and clubbed him long af ter he became unconscious. Conroy made s several contradictory statements about the a matter. The Fenians Did It. LoNDox, Nov. 4.-The panic caused by I the recent underground railroad explo sions is increasing instead of diminishing. The fact that several prominent delegates to the recent socialistic congress in Lon don were passengers on the attacked train, I and were severely injured by the explo I sions, has convinced the public that the socialists had nothing to do with the out rage. The claim of the Rossa-American Irish that they did the deed has strength ened the belief among the mass of the English people that the outrage was the work of Fenians; and at no time since the Pcenix park assassination has public in dignation against all Irish secret societies been so active and bitter. The London Sunday Observer of to-day, in a leading editorial, demands that the government take notice of these Fenian avowals by securing the arrest, extradition and trial of Rossa and his New York colleague8s. The Observer insists that -the government owes this to thepeople of England, and that it should perform the duty, if for no other purpose than that of ascertaining, once for all, whether the New York Fe nian boasts are founded on truth or specu lative sham. The underground railway companies, whose property has been im mensely prejudiced by the exploaionshave, it is understood, determined to unite in a 4 demand upon the governient for a thor- 4 ough investigation io the beioted connec tion of the Fenians with tiie ex~ploslen. eat to stump in the direct interest of the a campaign throughout Euroe for the] RandBefors .I& %tLa prtbeed ea-m Troy farmers, who have blended together in opposition societies, and threaten to duck in the county horse ponds every lo cal English agitator who dares to publicly assist Mr. Davitt at these meetings. The Land Reform union means business, how ever, and have already secured ample po lice protection for all the meetings. THE PARNELLITES. Mr. Parnell seems to have lost caste. The meeting held to-day at Skibbereen in the interest of the Parnellite fund, des pite all efforts to make it a success, was a miserable failure. Only jsix persons at tended, and not one of these was a farmer, and not a penny was subscribed. The statement that a baliff was shot dead Friday night in his own house at Castle Blackenev, County Galway, is not true. Significant Sta*istics. WASHINGTON, Nov. 4.-The Adjutant General's new report contains the very significant admission that in spite of every effort it has been impossible to find satis tactory recruits to fill even our nominal army of 25,000 men, and of those who were accepted nearly one-half were for eigners. Another extraordinary feature of the report is the statement that the losses by discharge, death and desertion footed up 9,749 men, or 40 per cent. of the whole military establishment. During the year 3,678 men deserted, and apparently without recapture or inconvenience to themselves. Married Her Aged Defender. WASHILNGTON, Nov. 4.-The killing of Adoniarm J. Burroughs, of Chicago,while a clerk in the treasury department in 1865, by Mary Harris, will hardly have been forgotten. The tragic event is recalled to day by what is a sensation in the legal world. Mary Harris was tried for mur der in the criminal court and was acquit ted. She was defended by James-rad ley, the oldest practitioner at thei Waa- 1 ington bar. Soon afterwards sfiW was thought to be of unsound mind, and was confined foir4ome time in the government insane Asylum, after which she was dis charged as cured. Bradley, who has pass ed his 80th birthday, has married Miss Harris in Philadelphia. Lawyers now re call the fact that when the verdict acquit ting her of murder was announced, there was great excitement in the .court room, and Miss Harris turned and kissed her counsel, Mr. Bradley. Express Robber) at Portage PORTAGE, Wis., Nov. 3.-The Ameri can Express Company was robbed of a package containing $8,000 atth is place last night. MILWAUKEE, Nov. 3.-Portage dispatch: SA bundle of money, amounting to about e $6,000 which was in care of the American t Express Company, was stolen last night. W. P. Long night transfer agent, had the packages for Chicago, the St. Paul rail way company and Milwaukee. In pass ing through the door of the office the bag caught on a staple and was torn open on e the side and the Milwaukee package, be tween $5,000 and 6,000, fell out, but Long did not miss it till he reached the car. B On returning he found the package gone. Detectives have taken the case, but find no clue. Hoosier Train Robbers. INDIANAPOLIS, Nov. 4.-The train on Wabash, Pacific & St. Louis railroad, go ing east yesterday morning, was boarded at Danville junction by four men who went through one of the passenger cars, with drawn reyolvers, and obtained about $ 800 from the affrighted passengers. They left the train suddenly just as it pulled out, and no trace has been found of them. The - same crowd, or similar one, worked the train on the Indianapolis, Blooming ton & Western road, which connects at Danville with the Wabash, by the pick pocket process, getting $1,200 and a check for $1,700 on the First National bank of Clinton, Ill. The check, an overcoat and a number of pocketbooks were afterward found alongside the track. A Bey Murdered. FOND DU LAc, Wis., Nov.3.-Thelbody of the Whittmore boy, who has been missing nine days from Princeton, was found last night on the edge of the river near the town, with his throat cut from ear to ear, and his foreheal smashed in. From the appearance of :he body- it would seem the murder had been committed at the time of the disappearance, but the body had only recently been placed where it was found. Lafayette Whittmore, the boy's father, was to leave town the day of the disappearance' with his family for Wausaut to reside there, but the boy did not come home to dinner. A watch and chain and some pennies which the boy had in his pockets were gone, showing rob bery as well as murder. The boy was 12 years of age. There is much excitement over the matter. MONTANA NOTES. The town of Maiden is anxious fora Maiden bank. The recent extensive fire at Miles City will prove a:benefit to that town, as most of the old wooden buildings will be replac. ed by brick ones. Major Pease has made the remarkab ' discovery that Montana wea cn be burn ed in any kind of a stove or -fle-box. Con nildering the fact that Montan; coal has begen burned in at kids of sto and 'ire b :fois r the last Cftep yeams, thekMajor s·emsnibi ttle late in announeing hi. dis -~~jBJ- . r LIVING ON HIS OWN FLESH. - Five Days in a Texas Canon with the 9 Dead Body of His Bival. e New York World: For 42 years past Richard Rossitor, commonly known as "Grandfather Dick," has lived in the i Southwest. Yesterday he returned to his I old home on Staten Island. He was soon I surrounded by a group of relatives and t a friends, to whom he told many startling stories, of which the following is among a the mildest. It should be said that amid I many temptations to exaggerate "Grand- I , father Dick" has preserved an untarnish- i ed reputation for veracity: c "In 1843, while Texas was yet an inde- E e pendent republic, I was engaged as mana- I ger for a herder named Francis Seph. I ] was encamped with a party of rancheros 1 upon the Rio Grande, near Laredo. Just r across the river was a Mexican town, also e - called Laredo. The river at this point is c ' nearly a mile wlpo, but during the dry a season is fordable. The fall of '43 was t uncommonly dry, and every day our camp f was visited by miners and herders from the Chihuahua mountains. They were rough, bearded fellows, who would rather fight than eat, and thought no more of blazing away with a pistol than I do of drinking a glass of beer. One night we heard the familar plash of the mustangs' hoofs in the water, and scon no fewer than 30 greasers were lounging about our big fire. In its ruddy light their fierce, swarthy faces looked darker and wilder than ever. Alvic Dederick, AN ESCAPED PRUSSIAN CONVICT, one of my gang, after drinking pretty free iy, began telling how Dick Tuloul, a Canadian miner, was very unlucky, never striking 4,rich,*ut always begging aid of his comrades. "'Its a lie," replied the Canadian, who was lounging in the long, trampled prairie grass on the other side of the fire; "and even if it were not, I'd rather beg of the boys than steal their dust." " "Vhat do you mean ?" demanded Ded erick, jumping up, with his eyes spark- f ling like a tiger's and his hand on his e knife. e "You know best what I mean- r thief!" t "A moment before you could have n heard our noise 'way across the river, but h now all was silent as death. We were as g still as though turned to stone. In the d white heat of the Prussian's sudden rage c his face turned fairly pale as he strode de- r liberately around the fire to the spot where v Tuloul stood erect to receive him. n "No one offered to interfere, for it Was v not considered in good taste at Laredo to v meddle in the personal controversies of v gentzM &g, The men near Tuloul moved a back a little to make room for the muss. tl Quick as lightening the ex-convict threw si his brawny arms about the miner and n BIT A GOOD SIZEED STAKE OUT OF HIS EAR. d lie then backed deliberately to his former tl position, chewing the delicious morsel. o One hoarse, terrible curse came from Tu- li loul lips as the blood poured down his tl hairy neck and over his soiled flannel si shirt. b "Then, in the midst of a silence broken only by the crackling of the fire and the sighing of the night wind in the grass, the Kanuck in turn stepped toward the Prus d sian. The two wrestled for a moment in close embrace, and when they separated Dederick's nose was missing and Tuloul's bearded mouth and chin were red. Both men drew their weapons, when old Nine fingered Jim, who had the voice of a Tex as bull, rushed between them and cried: "Hold on, boys! Ef you are so fond of fresh meat, have enough. We'll chain you together and lower you to the bottom of San Esteban canon. Thar's light enough down thar ter fight by. Fight till one of you passes in his chips and then the other must live for five days and nights on the dish you both seem so fond of." "Maddened and writhing with pain, the two men consented, and the whole party hurried to the canon, which was about five miles from camp. It was a mere cre vice in the earth, San Esteban, but so deep and dark that it seemed like THE VERY GATE OF DEATH. To tie a score of lariats together and lower Tuloul and Dederick into the chasm was the work of but a moment, with no f weapons but their knives. Up through the impenetrable darkness came to us the faint clash of steel as we leaned over the edge and strained our eyes vainly for a glimpse of the belligerents. "We cannot see nothin' to night, boys,' i said nine-fingered Jim, in a tone of dis appointment, 'let's go back an' all promise r not to come here in five days.' All hands t promised, but I think that during those days of suspense more than one man in the f camp was tempted to break his word. r Sunset on the filth day found us on the I brink of the cannon. I leaned over the I edge and, looking down, saw the shadowy I motionless forms of two men lying on the - rocks at the bottom. a "Alive, Dick?" I called. t "No answer. 'They are both dead,' whispered the men. To make sure, how ever, a burly herdsman was lowered, and we saw him examine first one body, and then another. At last he raised a limp form in his strong arms and gave the signal to be raised. "Never shall I forget the awful, sick t ening feeling that crept over me as we dragged the two men up. The herds man's broad saoulder conceale the face of his burden but whenhn th were lifted over the brink of th peeeipiee, we recog nizedý th` sraken, inutflited feamtres of the Prussian. He was, uonaous, and, we thought fora long time, dead. . .t we fred ween is revime . m. Wih his head Testipg 4gg*& g r onomio's knee, he told his story, while the men crowded around to get within sound a of the feeble voice. HIS STORY. t "Soon after we got down," he said, the s circus began. Bound together as we were, a we could not see each other and we did 3 little damage for a long time. Then I felt 1 faint and lost my senses. When I came to 1 the sunshine was beating upon my face, ( and Tuloul was lying at my side. He was 5 cold and still. His jaws had fallen, and I his eyes, like glass balls, started at the - little belt of sky. I tried to rise but could - get no iurther than a sitting position. Up on taking an inventory of myself, I miss - ed large slices from my thighs and breast. I saw them on a rock at the Kanuck's feet. I Reaching for my knife I chopped off his 3 left hand, thereby freeing myself from him t Then I passed two days of horror and starvation. Gnawing hunger finally over- ! 3 came all else, and I ate'-here the voice sank so low that only those very close to 3 the speaker caught the words-'my own > flesh. May God forgive me." A Schooner Lost. CLEVELAND, NOV. 3.-The schooner So phia Minch, from Marquette to Cleveland, with 1,150 tons of ore, went ashore here at 4 o'clock this morning during a storm. She was being towed into port, and when near the river her rudder broke and the tug Peter Smith carried a life crew to her, but on account of the heavy sea abandon ed both crews on the drifting vessels. Two men of the life crew remaining on watch, together with the volunteers, rescued both 1 the crews from the schooners by means of t lines fired over the vessel. Subsequently I the schooner went hard aground near the t east pier and was scuttled. The Sophia Minch wis owned by Phillip Minch of this city and was valued at $24,000. No in surance. e The Savannah Fire. SAVANNAH, Ga., Nov. 3.-The losses from Wednesday's fire it is estimated will s exceed $1,000,000; insurance will not cov er more than one-third the loss. The char - red remains of five bodies, in addition to the three recovered last night, were re e moved from the debris of the burned ware t house to-day. They were found lying to s gether under the wall and only a few feet a distant from the gateway. The body of a colored woman was also found among the ruins on Sachem street, adjacent to the a warehouse. Several of the bodies were negroes. The remains of the white man s were recognized as James Cash, sonnected ) with a large drayage firm. The bodies f were burned almost beyond recognition, I and principally by articles found upon them were they identifif sigh4vwas r sickening, and the burned hDd unrecog nizable remains were removed from the debris and placed in boxes and removed to r the morgue to await the action of the cor oner and burial by their friends. It is be lieved other bodies are still buried among the fallen walls, and firemen are still 1 searching. The burnt district was visited by thousands to-day. The sufferers made i homeless and destitute by the fire arebe ing cared for by the city, and a relief fund amounting to $4,000 has already been raised. The secretary of war has thrown I open the United States barracks for their I use. The ruins are still smouldering, but there is no danger of afresh outbreak. Slew His Wife's Paramour. BATAVIA, N. Y., Nov. 3.-This village is greatly excited to-night over the murder of Johnson L. Lynch, a lawyer of Utica, N. Y., by a paper box manufacturer. On Wednesday last Mrs. Rowell wrote to Mr. Lynch, saying that her husband was going to be away from home this week and ask ing him to visit her. Yesterday Rowell packed a valise and told his wife that he was going away. This evening Lynch came to Batavia and proceeded at once to the Rowell house, where he had supper. After supper he and Mrs. Rowell repaired to a chamber and retired. Shortly after ward the room door flew open and Rowell dashed in, revolver in hand. He discharg ed his weapon once, and Lynch sprang from the bed and rushed down stairs, fol lowed by Rowell, who fired three shots, Lynch falling to the floor at the foot of the stairs, dead. Mrs. Rowell followed and cried for help, Rowell standing near up braiding her for her infidelity. Rowell was at once arrested and lodged in jail. Lynch was twenty years of age, and Mrs. Rowell twenty-seven, and the mother of two chil dren. An Embezzling Bank Clerk. CHICAGO, Nov. 1.-Another confidential bank clerk has been arrested for extensive thefts, the amount missing being estimat ed at between $9.000 and $10,000. The name of the last young man gone wrong is Ellery H. Andrews, who, up to a short time ago, when he was discharged, was the corresponding clerk of the Northwest ern National bank of this city. Upon his books being examined after his discharge la number of discrepancies, extending over L a period of four or five years, was discov Sered. To-day an indictment was return Sed against him on the charge of larcency, and he wasiedged in jail. The young man Smade a full confeession, in which he ac knowledges having stolen a total of some S$9,000. The stealings were in the form of ? drafts for samlll amounts on =several well I known businessefirms i the city, and in Sthe way of items chbarged to two banks. r Andrews had been in the employ of the @aort*wes.ted battaX) sb~bakbr seven or Sightyear. He seems to have lived high, 4tand at w expense far above what hi. .Jlrby 19'arr esdhim in doing. Re-has . w*4h is&sae. Grant Frequently Mentioned. WASHINGTON, Nov. 1.-Gen. Grant's name is often heard at Washington this fall when there is any talk about presi dential nominations. Even those who op posed him for a third term at the Chicago convention believe that no objection upon the grounds of propriety can now be urg ed. In a group of officials to-day there was a discussion of the prospects of various public men. Said one: "Mr. Arthur will have in the next convention 300 votes of the Republican delegates from the South, and I do not see how anyone can get the start of him, with the votes that must come from the North. Still, if it were to go to anyone but Arthur, I don't know where the President would be more pleased to see it go than to Gen. Grant. All can unite upon him. Blaine, while he has a great hold upon the people, yet has the fiercest antagonisms in his own party. We know all there is to know about Grant. He has been tried in every sort offire. Ile has greatly improved in many ways since his defeat at Chicago. That did him good. He has profited by his experienc." A geh, tleman from New York who was present, said the Republicans expected to carry the Legislature in the fall elections ever since Kelly and the county democracy had fallen out, and there had been some talk of run ning Grant for the senate in case of Re publican success. The Intelligent Jury Again. BURLnETOx, Iowa, Nov. 4.-This com munity was shocked yesterday by one of those occurrences which have tended to bring jury trials into disrepute. Joseph Crone, on Sept. 5th, went up to his wife and threw his arms about her neck, say ing, "Jenny, I am going to kill you," and at once commenced carving her with a knife, inflicting seven or eight terrible wounds in her neck and abdomen, the lat ter some six inches in length. The woman finally recovered and Crone was put on trial. At the last trial Mrs. Crone and oth er witnesses testified to the above facts, and they were admitted by the prisoner himself on the witness stand. The jury, after a plain and explicit charge by the court, retired, and yesterday returned a verdict of "not guilty," to the disgust of the court and spectators, the judge being moved to say: "The court is surprised; this is your verdict, not mine." In the present state of feeling it would hardly be safe for any one to indulge in Crone's amusement, the chances being that the case would never go before a jury. A Sensational Suicide. UTICA, N. Y., Nov. 3.-Arthur B. Johnson was found this morning in his office shot through the heart. His body was discovered by his private secretary, Lena Bender. Doctors think he had been der.d some hours. Lena Bender, a woman with whom his intimacy has been notori ous for years, entered Johnson's private rooms by means of a duplicate key. She saw the dead man and ran into the hall, shrieking, "Oh, he is dead !" Gentlemen having offices on the floor hurried in, and the news flew over the city like wild fire. The office and street in front were quickly filled with men. The woman in the pre sent case is not more than 25. Her rela tions with A. B. Johnson have been no torious for years, and her home, just across the Mohawk in Deertield, has been his retreat during debauches in which he not infrequently indulged. HIe had a wife and four interesting children, the oldest under 20years. Johnson was an uncle of Lynch, shot in Batavia Tuesday last. It is surmised that this tragedy worked upon his mind, which had been somewhat un settled of late, and that in sposmodic aber ration he committed the lamentable act. This suicide, following so close on the pre ceding horror, has created the greatest excitement in the city. Johnson, although in early life a Democrat, was a well known Repulican politician who had always been an intimate friend and staunch supporter of Roscoe Conkling. lie was many years a member of the state central committee, and noted for his undeviating allegiance to the Stalwart cause. He was a recognized exponent of this faction in central New York. He was a son of the late A. B. Johnson, a celebrated banker 50 years ago, and a brother of the late Judge A. T. Johnson of the New York court of appeals and the United States district court. John son was a son-in-law of Justice Ward Hunt, lately retired from the bench of the United States supreme court. The Lady and the Hornets. Richmond (Va.) Religious Herald. Going from the Kenawha Valley Asso ciation, West Virginia, a young lady rid ing a young horse, dropped her littte car pet-sack and dismounted to get it. Shi then led the horse to the fence that she might resume her place in the saddle; but when about to mount she discovered a hornet's nest in the corner of the fence just by her, and as she stood there trying to compose the fretting steed she received on her hands seyen stings from as many hornets; but calmly she held on to the colt until she had whipped out the hornets and then rode off. A few moments after ward she galloped up to us, and we look ed compassionately upon the seven marks that as many hornets had made upon her hands. To our expressions of sympathy she laughingly replied: "I didn't mind their stings myself. I was afraid they might sting the colt; but I am thankful they didn't." The man who marries that girl thinking that he can "lead about a wife" according to his* own whimsa aay 1have all the rest of his life to meditate up on his mistake.