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CHAPTER II.—fCoNTiacED.)
The eyes of the two old men met;
- (he minister flushed slightly, while
Solomon's dry lips assumed the shape
generally taken when one is about to
five ^prolonged whistle; but no sound
followed.
“Whaur did your reverence find the
beirn? On the doorstane, did you
say?”
The minister nodded. Thereupon
Solomon walked over to the chair, put
on a pair of brass-rimmed spectacles,
and inspected the child much aB his
master had done, but with prolonged
and dubious shakes of the head.
“Lord preserve us a’!” he muttered.
“Solomon,” cried Mr. Lorraine im
patiently, "what's to be done?”
, Solomon scratched his head, then
- 1-is face lightened with sudden Inspira
tion, as he answered:
“Put the thing whaur ye found him,
on the doorstane. Lea' him there—
he’s nane o’ oors. Maybe the mlther
"will come back and take him awa’.”
The minister’s face flushed indig
nantly.
"v “On sveh a night as this! Solomon
Afucklebacklt, if you' have no more
Christian advice than that to offer,
you can go back to bed.”
Solomon was astonished. Seldom
had he seen his master exhibit such
authority, tempered with indignation.
Not knowing how to reply, he effected
a diversion.
“See, sir” he said, still inspecting the
child as if it were some curious species
of fish, “the cratur’s wringln’ wat!”
Such was the fact, though it had es
caped the minister’s agitated scrutiny.
The shawl and under-dress of the in
fant were soaked with rain or melted
snow.
“Bless my soul!” cried Lorraine,
bending down by Solomon’s side; “and
its little body is quite cold. Fetch
Mysie Simpson at once.”
Solomon shook his head.
“Mysle’s away the night wP her
kinsfolk at the Mearns.”
“Then there’s only one thing to be
dene," cried Mr. Lorraine, with sud
den decision. “We must undress the
child at once and put him to bed, and
In the morning we can decide how to
,-rgct. If we leave him like this he will
\ die of cold.”
f “Put him to bed!” echoed Solomon.
A “Whaur?”
“In iriy room, Solomon, unless you
■would like to take him with you.”
“Wi’ me! I’m no used wi’ bairns,
fl -couldna sleep a wink!”
“Then he shall stay with me. Look,
Solomon, how pretty he Is, how bright
his eyes are! Fetch me a blanket at
•once, and warm it by the fire."
Solomon left the room. The minis
ter lifted the burden in his arms, and
sat down by the hearth. . Then,
nervously and awkwardly, he undid
the shawl and put it aside; loosened
the baby's outer garments, which were
•quite wet," and "drew them, gently off.
/Thus engaged, the good man was in
deed a picture to see—his soft eyes
’ beaming with lcve and tenderness, his
•face puzzled and troubled, his little
•plump hands at work with clumsy
%indness.
Solomon entered with a blanket,
warmed it for a minute at the fire, and
'then placed it softly under the child,
which now lay mother-naked—as
aweet and bright a little cherub as
•ever drew mother’s milk.
Suddenly the sexton uttered an ex
•tarnation.
"Lord preserve us all. It’s no a man
•child ava! It's a wee lassie!”
Mr. Lorraine started, trembled and
almost dropped his load; then, bash
fully, and tenderly, he wrapped the
warm blanket around the infant, leav
ing only its face visible.
“Lad or lassie',” he said, “the Lord
"has left it in our keeping!”
Stooping to the hearth-rug, Solomon
[lifted from it a tiny chemise which
had fallen there, and examined it with
ludicrous horror. Suddenly his eyes
-perceived something which had es
caped Mr. Lorraine’s nervous gaze.
Pinned to the chemise was a piece of
paper with some writing upon it.
“Look, meenlster!” cried Solomon,
•spinning the paper and holding it up;
• "‘there’s a letter addressed to yoursel’
here. Will I read it?”
“Certainly.”
Then Solomon read, in his own
broad accent, which we will not re
produce, these words, which were writ
ten in a clear though tremulous fe
male hand:
“To Mr. Lorraine—By the time you
read this, the writer will be lying dead
•nd cold in Annan Water. You are a
good man and a clergyman. Keep the
child, as a gift of God, and as you use
her may God uae you!”
• That was all. Solomon stammered
"through the words in horror, while Mr.
Xorraine listened In genuine astonish
ment.
“There, meenister!” exclaimed Solo
i mon, indignantly. “Did I no’ tell ye?
A It’s a scandal, an outrage! Keep the
f bairn, indeed, s-oJ a woman-balm!
v Absurd notion!"
“Hush, Solcn’OE!,” interposed the
minister solemn’y. “I begin to see the
^hand o* Gea in this:”
Opening the bedclothes, he placed
-Ac Infant in a cozy spot, and arranged
"dhe blankets tenderly around it.
“Look, SolomaA! v It.she not bonny?”
Solomon gave a grunt of doubtful
approval.
“Good ntgbt. Solomon,” continued
the minister.
A word’of protest was on the sex
ton’s tongue, but he checked it in time;
then with one last-stare of amazement,
perplexity and surprise he left the
room.
“The warl’s cornin' to an en’,” he
muttered, as he ascended the stairs to
his room. “A woman-balm in oor
house!—a lassie in the minister’s aln
bed! Weel, weel, weel!”
Meantime, Mr. Lorraine sat by the
bedside, looking at the child, who had
almost immediately fallen asleep.
Presently he reached out his arm and
took one of her little hands into his
own, and his eyes were dim and his
soul was traveling back to the past!
Hours passed thus, and he still sat in
a dream.
“Marjorie, my bonny doo!” he mur
mured aloud again. “Is this indeed a
•gift from God—and you?”
CHAPTER III.
T FIVE o’clock the
next morning,
when Solomon
Mucklebacklt, can
dle in hand, de
scended the stairs,
he found the min
ister sitting by the
bedBlde fast asleep,
/with his gray head
resting on the side
of the pillow, and
his right arm outstretched over the
counterpane above the still slumber
ing child. At the sound of Solomon’s
entrance, however, Mr. Lorraine awoke
at once, rubbed his eyes, and looked
4n a dazed way around him; then his
eyes fell upon the infant, and his
face grew bright as sunshine.
“Bless me, meenlster! Hae ye been
watching here a’ nicht?”
“I fell to Sleep,” was the reply, “and
I was dreaming, Solomon, such bonny
dreams! I thought that I was up yon
der among the angels, and that one
of them came to me with a face I well
remember—ah, so bright!—and put a
little bairn—this bairn—into my arms;
and then, as I held the pretty one, a
thousand voices sang an old Scotch
song, the ‘Land o' the Leal.' Dear me!
—and it is nearly daybreak, I sup
pose?”
Solomon did not reply In words, but,
pulling up the blind, showed the outer
world still dark, but trembling to the
first dim rays of wintry dawn, while
snow was thickly falling, and the gar
den was covered with a sheet of virgin
white. The minister rose shivering,
for the air was bitter cold; his limbs,
too, were stiff and chilly.
"What’s to be done ■ now?” asked
Solomon, gloomily. "I maun awa’ an’
feenish the grave, but Mysie will be
here at six."
“I; will watch until My3le' comes,”
answered Mr. Lorraine; then, bending
over'the bed, he continued: “See, Solo
mon, my man, how soundly she sleeps,
and how pretty she looks."
Soloman grunted and moved toward
the door.
“Will I put dn the parritch mysel’?”
he demanded. “Ye maun be wanting
something after sic a night.”
“Nothing, nothing. Go on to the
kirkyard.”
AH uuur laiei, wueu me uiu woman
appeared, having let herself in by a
key at the back door, she was at once
apprised of the situation. Having
learned by old habit to keep her
thoughts to herself, and being of kind
ly disposition, and the mother of a
large grown-up family, she at once,
without questioning, entered upon her
duties as nurse. The child having
wakened, crying, she took it up In her
arms and hushed it upon her bosom,
where it soon became still; then, pass
ing to the kitchen, she warmed some
new milk, and fed it with a spoon.
By this time day had broken, and
when he had seen the child comfort
ably cared for, the minister put on his
cloak and walked forth to make in
quiries.
The village consisted of one strag
gling street with numerous small cot
tages, a few poverty-stricken shops,
and a one-storied tavern. Jock Stev
ens, who kept the latter, was stand
ing on the threshold with a drowsy
stare, having Just thrown open the
door; and on questioning him Mr. Lor
raine gained his first and only piece
of information. A woman, strange to
the place, had entered the inn over
night, carrying an infant underneath
her shawl, and a3ked for a glass of
milk, which she had drunk hastily and
flitted away—like a ghost. Her face
was partially hidden, but Jock was
certain that she was a stranger. Stay!
yes, there was something more. She
had Inquired for the manse, and the
inn-keeper had pointed out the direc
tion of the church and the minister’s
abode.
Further inquiries up and down the
village elicited no further information.
Perplexed and weary, the good man
trotted back to the manse. Here, in
the rudely-furnished kitchen, he found
a bright fire ourning, his breakfast
ready, and Mysie seated by the ingle
side with the child in her lap, In
voluble conversation with the old sex
ton.
The wretched mother, whoever the
was, had indeed choeen wisely when
she had resolved, while determining
to abandon her infant, to leave It at
the gentle minister's door. Days
passed, and in spite of Solomon’s pro
testations, .it was still an inmate of
the manse. Mysle Simpson under
stood' the rearing process well, and
slmje the child, as she had surmised,
haif never known -the breast/ it 'throve
weil upon “the bottle." The minister
went and came lightly, as If the bur
den of twenty years had been taken
from his shoulders: had it Indeed been
hiB own offspring he could not have
been more anxious or more tender.
And Solomon Mucklebackit, despite his
assumption of sternness and indigna
tion, was secretly sympathetic. He,
too, had a tender corner in his heart,
which the child’s innocent beauty did
not fall to touch. „
One morning, some seven or eight
days after the arrival of the infant,
when the storms had blown themselves
hoarse, and a dull black thaw had suc
ceeded the falling and drifting snow,
news came to -.he manse that the body
of a woman had been found lying on
the brink of the Annan, Just where Its
waters meet the wide sands of the
Solway, and mingle with the salt
stream Of the ocean tide. Greatly agi
tated, Mr. Lorraine mounted his pony,
and at once rode along the lonely high
way which winds through the flat
reaches of the Moss. Arriving close
to the great sands, he was directed to
a disused outbuilding or barn, belong
ing to a large sea-facing, and standing
some hundred yards above high-water
mark. A group of fishermen and peas
ant men and women were clustered at
the door; at his approach the men lift
ed their hats respectfully, and the
women courtesied.
On making Inqurles, the minister
learned that the body had been dis
covered at daybreak by some salmon
fishers, when netting the river at the
morning tide. They "had at once given
the alarm, and carried “it” up to the
dilapidated barn where It* was then
lying.
The barn was without a door, and
partially roofless. Day and night the
salt spray of the ocean was blown up
on it, incrustlng its black sides with a
species of filmy salt; and from the dark
rafters and down the broken walls
clung slimy weeds and mosses; and
over it a pack of sea-gulls wheeled and
screamed.
The minister took off his hat and en
tered in bare headed..
Stretched upon the earthen floor was
what seemed at first rather a shapeless
mass than a human form; a piece Of
coarse tarpaulin was placed over It,
covering it from head to foot. Gently
and reverently, Mr. Lorraine drew
back a corner of the tarpaulin and re
vealed to view the disfigured linea
ments of what had once been a living
face; but though the features were
changed and unrecognizable, and the
eye-sockets were empty of their shin
ing orbs, and the mouth disfigured and
hidden by foulness, the face was still
set in a woman’s golden hair.
With the horror deep upon him, the
minister trembled and prayed. Then,
dfawing the covering still lower, he
caught a glimpse of the delicate hand
clutched as in the agonies of death;
and sparkling on the middle fingers
thereof was a slender ring of gold.
“God forgive me,” he murmured to
himself; “if this is the mother of the
child, I .did he-- ,a cruel wrong.”
He stood gazing and praying for
some time, his eyes were dim with
sympathetic tears; then, after replac
ing the covering reverently, he turn
ed away and passed through the group
which clustered, watching him, at ths
door.
(TO HZ CONTINUED.)
The Muhomitad Doll.
No doubt the earliest manufactured
toy of all was the doll. Little girls
play with dolls everywhere, and have
always done so. Indeed, among the
Bechuanans and Baautos at the present,
time married women carry dolls until
they are supplanted by real children.
There is for its possessor a curious in
dividuality about a doll, altogether un
accountable to other people. How oft
en may it be observed that a child
will neglect the splendid new live shil
ling waxen beauty, with its gorgeous
finery, and cling faithfully to the dis
reputable, noseless wreck of rags that
has been its favorite hitherto! Some
thing causes other children, beeidea
Helen’s babies, to dislike "buyed dol
lies,” even In the presence of an article
made of an old towel. This some
thing, whatever it is, is doubtless a
great comfort to the small girls of
Mashonaland. It is an innocent, arm
less sort of affair, without any such dis
figurement as waist or shoulders might
cause, no knee joints to get unfastened,
and nothing at the end of its legs to
cause expense at the shoemaker’s, as
regards dress, it is inexpensive, the
whole suit of apparel consisting of a
piece of string threaded through a hole
humanely bored through the head.—•
The Strand.
Novelty In Type Materiel.
A new idea in type material is tho
combination of glass with celluloid or
hard rubber. The body of the type is
made of rubber or celluloid upon which
gTass-topped letters are firmly cement
ed. In order that the face of the type
in the form may net touch, the ex
treme face is a trifle smaller than the
body portion. Great advantages are
claimed for this sort of type, among
them being that glass will wear very
much longer than metal, and the print
will therefore be sharper and clearer.
With the slightly elastic base and the
small sections- in which the letters are
made there is but little danger of
breakage, even with very rapid work
DAISY AND POULTBY.
INTERESTING CHAPTERS FOB
OUR RURAL READERS.
Bow Saeeoacfal Farmer* Operate Thta
Department of the Farm—A Few
Bints as to the Care of Lire Stock
and I’oultry. -■
Injuring Dairy Export Trade.
N conversation not
long since with a
gentleman who has
spent a consider
able time In Great
Britain in Investi
gating the markets
of that country for
both butter and
cheese, we were
very much Impress
ed with his Idea;
that is, that our people had too much
of the Yankee in their business meth
ods in connection with England when
exporting butter and cheese, says El
gtn Dairy Report. The matter came
up Incidentally as to the quality of
goods from the reason that a. box
maker had sent to a factory where
this gentleman was having butter
packed, some boxeB made of wood that
had both flavor and taste. He refused
to accept them, believing that In the
end, although a saving of two or three
cents on the box might be had, he
, would probably lose a cent or two on
each pound of butter, which would
not be a good Investment. The conver
sation drifted into the quality of goods
heretofore sent to England from our
American market as a representative
of the quality of both butter and
-cheese made in this country. Of course
filled cheese came in for discussion,
as It always does In that direction,
showing that the quality of cheese sent
over there as full cream cheese, being
filled or sophisticated with lard, had
done more to degrade the reputation
of American cheese than any one thing
and that the dealers over there take
advantage of that, and whenever they
find a bad lot either of English or
Canadian cheese, they label it Ameri
can and mark it at low prices, and
refer their customers to the fact that
they cannot get good cheese from
America, and these are a fair sample
of the goods. It is so in the butter
line. We have been sending over to
a large extent nothing but low grade
butter that would sell there possibly
for a cent a pound profit more In pro
portion than the better grades, and
the English dealers had come to be
lieve that they could get no jfljpd but
ter in this country; but now that a
change has been made it rests en
tirely with the dealers and shippers on
this side to build up and sustain a rep
utation for high class goods in the
English markets that will stand us in
good stead not only at present but in
the future. Take for example the Dan
ish dairy Industry; it Is fOBtered by
the government and In such a way that
the maker or manufacturer who does
not come up to the requirements of
grade, both in regard to the butter
itself and the method of packing, that
he loses caste at once, and not only
that, but he loses money at the same
time. This Is a most effectual way of
curing either shippers or manufactur
ers of careless or slovenly ways. So
with exporting dairy products from
this country. Now that we have got
ten rid of the filled cheese question,
and it must go forward labeled so
that the. people who buy it will know
what they are buying, the butter ques
tion comes to the front more exten
sively than ever before, and the quality
that we send forward will determine
the extent of the market which Amer
ican butter will obtain in England.
SlutUrd Vnrletie* of Chicken*.
Mlnorcas—This variety of fowls be
long to the Mediterranean class, and
they are placed next to the Leghorns in
laying qualities. They are in appear
ance very similar to the Leghorn. Their
general outline is. in fact, that of the
latter, but of more length of body and
heavier in mold. Indeed, they are the
only variety of the Mediterranean class
that has a given weight, which ap
proaches that of the Wyandotte, being
pnly one-half pound lighter than tho
last named. The origin of the Minor
ca. like that of so many others of out
profitable poultry. Is much in loubt
Some are of the opinion that they or
iginally came from Minorca, an Islam!
In the Mediterranean Sea, ono of the
Balearic Isles, while others contend
they are a variety of the Black Spanish.
Be that as it may, they are one of the
most profitable breeds of poultry for
the farm that is known. For table
purposes they are good, the flesh being
white, or light colored.and fine grained.
Their chief property is their egg pro
duction. They are non-sitters, and
year-around layers. As winter layers
they are exceptionally good when kept
under fairly favorable circumstances.
While the Leghorn surpasses them in
the number of eggs laid, the Minorca’s
eggs are larger, and equal the output in
bulk. Their eggs are white, and aver
age eight to the pound. They lay from
twelve to fifteen dozen a year. For
farm purposes they are especially pro
fitable. Being of an active, restless
disposition, they keep in splendid con
dition and make good foragers. For
suburban poultry keeping they are very
practical birds, and net good results
to the keeper. They are hardy, easily
raised, and mature quickly.
Selling Benge Cattle.
Live Stock Report, of Chicago, says*.
Despite the .fact ttiat we are into the
middle of August and have reached the
time when range cattle are ordinarily
hard and fat enough for the eastern
shipper and exporter as well as the
dressed beef man, this year's arrivals
thus far have been greatly disappoint
ing in the matter of flesh and condi
tion, and even the local slaughterers
are not trying to buy them with any
alacrity. They are remarkably soft
and consequently shrink heavily en
route, some shippers saying in fact
that they hardly recognise their cattle
as the same bunch they loaded. Of
course as the season advances this con
dition of affairs will Improve, but so
general Is the complaint of poor fiesh
and condition all over the range coun
try it now looks as though receipts at
market would be unprecedentedly small
until the 10th or 16th of September.
Where in ordinary years killers would
take a whole trainload of one brand,
thiB year they hardly want to buy
more than three or four cars, so fear
ful are they of the way the stock is
going to kill out. Such cattle as have
been good enough to bring say 93-85
or 'better have sold fairly'readlly, but
those which will be noted as selling
under that figure have sold slowly, the
very Excellent condition of southern
S^ass cattle this year largely account
ing for this. Killers can get these
latter at $3.40 to 93.65, and being
smaller 'boned than the westerns, they
kill out more satisfactorily, and thus
can be handled more profitably than
rangers costing the same figure. The
killers are acting toward range cattle
much the same as the lover of water
melon does toward that fruit when it
first appears on the market—wants to
see the inside of it before he pur
chases. Since in the meantime the
condition of range cattle unfits them
for' eastern or export buyers and there
is thus practically no competition for
them on this market we advise ship
pers who are tributary to the South
Omaha or Denver market to go there
with their cattle. At those points both
fat and feeder stock is in demand. Oma
ha is particularly well situated at pres
ent for handling these northwestern
rangers, as she is a great'distributing
point for feeders and is Increasing her
beef slaughtering as well. Another
and Important point In her favor is the
recently established Joint rate covering
stock cattle over the N. P. and C., M.
St St. P. roads. We, of course, have
no desire to say anything against one
market to benefit another, but we
think it only just to the shipper to ad
vise him of our opinion as regards the
most advantageous point for the dis
posal of his stock cattle.
Every farmer should have wax,
thread and needles handy. It is time
well employed.
BLACK MINORCA COCKEREL.
THE NEBRASKAN WON.
A Madison County Fanner Clips I bo
Claws of tba Chicago Tiger.
Chicago dispatch: Fred Lewis, A
young farmer from Dear Norfolk, Neb.,'
has clipped the e.laws of the Chicago
tiger, lie stopped in this city on his
way east to be married. While seeing
the town he was rob >ed of 9400, leav
ing him just 95 to make the trip to his
fiancee's home and claim her as his
bride. lie mode a desperate resolu
tion to lift himself ont of his difficulty.
With the remaining $5 he decided to
go against the Chicago tiger. If he
won he would proceed east and be!
married. If he lost he would commit!
suicide. * ;
After two nights and a day at George
Hankins’, 0 Plymouth place, he quit »
winner by 91,700. Then be got some
needed sleep and went on bis way re-,
joicing. j
It was on Friday morning last that,
young Lewis arrived in Chicago, Hef
had a few hours to spare on his way to
the eastern city and took a stroll*
through the “levee” district. It was’
the same old story. lie was enticed*
Into a house on Clark street and before
he know It was robbed of the 9400. j
He made an effort to recover the
stolen money, but was unsuccessful.
He thought of his sweetheart and was.
nearly crazed by his loss and his in
ability to roach the woman he loved. '
With 95 in his pockets he wandered1
about the streets, and early Friday.- •
evening found himself in front ©r^
Hankins' gambling house, There he'
was accosted by a “capper,” who told
him that all games were Tunning up*
stairs. He entered the place, resolved;
to win or lose his remaining 95 and)
then kill himself. He walked up to;
the place where a number of men were;
playing craps, and placed a dollar on*
the line. He won once, twice and
three times. Then with a wreckless*
abandon he began to play for big
stakes.
Manager Barton, thinking he had a
man with plenty of money, consider
ately removed the limit and allowed,
the stranger to make his bets as large'
as he pleased. Fortune favored the’
countryman and he continued to win.:
All Friday night, all day Saturday
and Saturday night until 4 o’clock!
Sunday morning Lewis stood at the*
crap table. At one time he was a
winner to the extent of 93,500. Then
his luck turned and at 4 o’clock' Sun
day morning his winnings only
amounted to 91,700. The diee were '
running against him and his physical
endurance had reached the limit.
Almost dead for want of sleep, and
unable longer to continue the game,
he pocketed his 91,700 and quit.
Before leaving the house Lewis in
vited Manager Barton to join him in'
a bottle of wine. Then he confided to
the manager his hard luck story. He
told him how he had entered the house
with but 95, and the manager, think
ing he hod's “suckeiy” had staked the
entire bank roll of the house against
an insignificant 95,
Sunday Lewis took a Lake Shore
train for the east to wed his fiancee.
Ue was the happiest man In the world,*
out refused to give the name of the
»wn where his prospective bride re
sides. ■ _
Preparing for Irrigation Mo.
The National Irrigation congress,
which meets In Lincoln September 38,
39 and 30, bids fair to have the largest
attendance of any meeting of its kind
ever held. Over 4,000 sealed invita
tions have been sent out by Secretary
Harpham of the local executive com
mittee and A. G. Wolfenbarger, presi
dent of the Nebraska Irrigation asso
ciation. Numerous letters arc being
received from people who expect to at
tend. The state irrigation will meet
in, fifth annual session at the same
time.', Considerable interest is mani
fested -dn the contemplated visit of
Booth-Tucker, the American command
er of the Salvation army, whose topie
will be “Salvation Armv Colonization
of Arid Lands.” W, J. Bryan has also
promised to be present and talk on
matters pertaining to Irrigation. The
local executive committee is at Work
on a corn exhibit and is in correspond
ence with farmers and ditch men in
the irrigated districts who have prom
ised to send in samples of products.
Among those who will take part in the
session and contribute papers ere Dr.
Clarke Gapen of Chicago, George H.
Maxwell of California, C. C. Wright,
author of the California act which has
been largely copied in the formation
of the Nebraska statute pertaining to
irrigation; Elwood Mead, state engi
neer of Wyoming, and Hon. Binger
Herman, commissioner of the general
land office.
A ■•Haiti ■ Young Girl On » Farm.
Juniata dispatch: Miss Emma Scho
field, a 17-year-old girl living with her
parents on a farm three miles west of
here, was most brutally assaulted by a
well-dressed stranger at 10 o'clock this
morning. Miss Schofield was alone in
the house doing work about the kitch
en when a respectable-looking man ap
peared at tile door and asked for some
thing to eat. While the girl was busy
preparing him a lunch he apparently
realized that she was the only person
about the premises and without warn
ing grubbed her and tore off her cloth
ing. The girl began to scream, but
was threatened with her life, having
the point of a dagger thrust against
her breast. The man eventually es
caped and up to a late hour hail not
been captured. A man answering his
description was seen in Juniata this
morning and a posse lias been organ
ized and is in hot pursuit. If be is cap
tured it ;s not unlikely he will be
lynched.
The governor has received the resig
nation of State Senator John Al. Os
borne of Pawnee Pity, who represented
the First senatorial district in the last
session of the legislature. The resig
nation is caused by t lie candidacy of
Senator Osborne for county , treasurer
of his county.
If present indications uro to ho re
lied on Xew England will be at the
Trans-Mississippi exposition in force.
Thomas Stokes, who was appointed
commercial agent for that division of
the, country, has been making a dilli
gent canvass, and finds that the senti
ment among the manufacturers of the
section is decidedly in favor of exhibit
ing at Omaha. Air. Stokes writes that
he expects to soon forward to the de
partment of exhibits the applications
for space of 111 firms, lie says thathe
is in negotiation with many more and
is confident that every part of his sec
tion will be represented by a fine di^
play. 1