The Weekly Wisconsin from Milwaukee, Wisconsin • Page 3

SATURDAY, JUNE 28,1890. THE WEEKLY WISCONSIN. WOMAN'S WORLD. 'The editor of the "WOMAN'S WORLD" Invites brief correspondence under the rules laid down by the publishers governing this department of THE Whatever, in uliort articles nnci paragraphs will nrausc, instruct and elevate -women, niny be directed "Editor Woman's World." Wisransin oSice, Milwiiutee. The name and address of those roiumuni- catiouh to the WOMAN'S Ocoiiouiuwor Luke.

The country is as fresh as a dew drop. The city world longs for it. There is no more beautiful place than Giflbrd's, on Oconomowoc Lake. There were 200 guests there on Sunday. The most perfect gem of a private cottage is that of Mr.

and Mrs. L. F. Hodges, on this lake. It is not a palace in the country, but it is a delightful summer home, intended for a restful and enjoyable place in the Bummer.

There is a wide piazza, with its swinging hammocks, opening from an octagonal room encased with wide windows of the clearest glass. The interior of the cottage is arranged in exquisite taste with every convenience for the heated term, and with its wide fireplace and ancient tiles and andirons is suggestive of comfort for the possible cool and rainy days. There are elms and oaks a century old dipping their branches over "the moss stained roof. There is a pretty blun" descending to the pebbly beach of the lake. And with row boats and a steam launch, with a fine pier and boat house, with horses and carriages and well trained domestic's, the genial host and hostess arc happy themselves and are still happier when they are dispensing their hospitalities to friends.

Vtrilten lor the Wisconsin. I-lowers. BY roriA DAVI8. Tbe flowers the Alphabet of engels are, With they tpcll us heaven's precious lore; love is traced in colors everywhere, God's lessons blossom all the wide world o'er. Ewect flowers there are for every change of mood, For cvjry joy or sorrow life mny know; Their faces in the garden and the wood Unspoken sympathy, unfailing, show.

They laugh and dance, when we arc young and When we are they droop their heads and weep; And when we sin. in slinnie they hide away; And when we die. with fall asleep. purple llowers to crown the hero'." brow, And stry. MiielloMers tor memory to ivenr; And pure, while so eaiut-likc that we bow our hearts before tlu-ni in unuttered prayer.

In sweet wi' choose a flower. The pri'cious secret ut the heart to tell: And when wed wre it.hu a bridal-bower Ol' blooms where peart- and happiness shall dwell. When we lire sick, in trouble and in pain, A blofasoro is silent comforter; When eyes ure closed, tu open ne'er again, 'Tis we chouse our sorrow to aver. And when we pray, the choicest flowers that grow Are twined about the allnr where we kneel; When unto greatness we would honor show, We Bcattcr flowers our homage to revcaL When at the last we leave our earthly lot, 'Tis only flowers go witn ns in the tomb, And when the living have our graves forgot, The flowers still mark them with their fragrant bloom. "There is no death!" God tells us in the flowers.

The vital spark that lives in nature's breast. Made manifest in bloom in summer's hours, IB vital still through winter's time of rest. One of The Problems. Written for the Wisconsin. "Why is it that impecunious and incompetent young girls aspire to authorship, "as the sparks fly upward?" Because their zeal is not equalled by their knowledge? Because it is considered one of the "genteel professions?" Let someone suggest other becauses, while perusing this pitiful (to me) letter from an evidently good and willing-to-help little oh how lacking in experience How ignorant of the lions the way "I am sixteen years old, and it seems as though I must do something.

We are poor, and 1 think 1 have no right to be a burden on papa any longer; although 1 know he is perfectly to support me, and would not advise me to do what I am about to suggest, if he was to know anything about it. Papa is too proud to let ine work out; and Mamma says I'm not strong enough, anyway. I've tried canvassing in this place, but with little success, as the people out here are so poor. It seems as though there is nothing for me to do, unless I can write. I would not think of this, even for a moment, if I had not written many stories in my English composition class at school; all.

of which were highly praised by my former teacher, Miss who encouraged me in composition. Since being promoted to the high school room I have had a great many essavs to write, all of which the professor lias listened to with great attention and apparent interest. He has never praised any of my compositions but once. That was when he placed me upon the programme for the last day of school (several terms ago.) I had an essay of nine pages. He said: 'It is very, very I have a very, dear She tells me she thinks I write splendidly: and, in all my friends who have read my productions are favorably impressed.

A long time ago, when I was in the grammar room. I commenced a for the pleasure of my leisure moments, without aim or purpose. I was ahead of my classes, and hadsome time to spare. Before I hardly realized it the 'story' grew into one of fifty or more pages, written on tablet paper. My most intimate friend, read raised and criticised it.

I have it yet. lad not fairly reached the iniddle of the story when I didn't feel disposed to finish it. For one of my boy friends surmised something of the kind, and one day at I had left it carelessly upon my deskj and left the school the liberty to rend I knew nothing of this until long after. One of my young lady friends asked me if I had'my book finished. It took me by great and, like the Billy goose that I was, I blushed, and stammered that I was not writing a book! She said, 'Oh, yes you are A young gentleman told me I Quizzed her until I made her tell who it was; and at my first opportunity I gave him 'particular Asked him from what source he got his information.

He said, 'All the boys are talking about You see b.e had caused that report to be elfcurdted among the young folks, and it, has been no end of annoyance to mo. JI asks me, almost every time we stay all night together, why I don't complete the story, and urges mo to do BO. She claims to be vsry much interested in it. She is smart, witty and truthful, and I would not doubt her for the world; bnt her liking is no tign that it is good. Mamma knows there is some kind of a story, but she does not know what it is, as I have never dared to show it to her.

"1 have written love stories and children's stories. I think I could write almost any kind. You see my friend's flattery has made me conceited in re- ptrd to this, I fear. I have been too bashful to offer any of my stories for publication to our town paper for fear that Mr. would think me very conceited and sillv, and 1 should be source of great amusement to him, and he would reject my manuscript 1 Besides, he ban only a small paper, and only prints two pipes of it (buys patent sheets), and there is not much room for anything but locals and town advertisements.

Once I wrote a short piece of Buetry in school and took it up to Mr. He was busy and laid it aside, and asked me to call again (I've not been there since I was very much surprised to see it in the next Unionist. You cannot imagine how I felt, unless vou have experienced a similar feeling. That is the only time I have attempted to have anything published. When I took it to him I said it was written by a friend.

Now, do you suppose you could tell me where tci send something for publication; and give me hints as to what kind of stories take best? Of course I do not expect to get par at first. If they are published 1 shall be content. Hoping you will not think I am very much conceited and nonsensical, I now close. Please write to me exactly what you think." If only one might! But to proffer Puck's advice would hardly answer. Beneath the simple verbositv.

self-consciousness and immaturity, there is ev- dently a genuine necessity and desire to "do something." Averse advice seems brutal, "in that bony light." Why do not our common schools answer this question of ways and means, by educating the hands as well as the heads of our girls? By fostering and developing capabilities for self-maintenance, in those girls whose fathers are "poor" but the most unfortunate combination of attributes paternaiany girl of ambition can have. But that does not answer the question which perplexed us at the start: Why is authorship so generally considered a royal road to fortune, as well as fame? "Ithink I could write almost any kind of story," says our innocent little text; though she evidently has slight misgivings, when she that her partial friend's likiug is no sign of the story's worth. Sow, a teacher capable of giving instructions in "English composition" should be chary of the mistaken praise which makes "his pupils "mute, inglorious MiltonB," in their own eyes. Would it not be wise for him to throw in occasional gratuitous instructions and advice on the "writing for the press" Question So that young aspirants should, at least, wait for "aim or purpose," and start to "work out their own salvation, with foar and overweening confidence in their untried abilities. What disillu- sionmeiits, what heartaches, -what dis- conragementR, await our little girl, if she follows the path her fancy allures her to, and fondly pictures as flowery one.

But what use to moralize What use to deplore the inevitable Literature is a stream which most "intellectual" girls will jump into. They pause not to calculate its depth or width, or their chances of reaching the inviting oppo-- site shore, now in perspective. But, like the proverbial Indian theory (and practice) of teaching youths to swim, if they are "any thev will breast the waves and gain the snore in a more or less vigorous condition. If not, the sooner they sink the them and UP. A harsh theory; but, like most "sad" things, "true." ACNES ROSENJCKAXS.

Door-Bangine- "Are you a door-banger?" This question, addressed to every person with whom we came in contact, would probably be met by an indignant negative, yet if they paused to cast a glance even halfway backward they would instantly regret that involuntary fib. The art of door-banging is one that apparently comes by divine right to every human being, and ihat art is more care- fullv developed than many other natu- ural gifts that would, with proper cultivation, enable the happy possessor to make quite as much noise" in the world, and with less inconvenience and annoyance to others. Most houses are peculiarly adapted for the display of the door-banger's ceaseless activity, a fact which the man who set the fashion for portieres had doubtless in consideration when he first made up his mind to introduce that innovation. To him, indeed, we should be very grateful, for the fewer doors there are the less likelihood of and opportunity for such Wag- nergerian discord. The man or woman who would not take your life, even under the greatest provocation, does not hesitate to imperil your hearing; and the worst of this sort of thing is that we meet with it generally at the hands of those who are nearest and dearest.

The relative who is up first in the that's the one who has the best show at the door, and the aims of Morpheus must exert a double-horsepower pressure if they would guide your slumbers successfully" through that reverberating bang. It is true that in sickness an effort is usually made to subdue this peculiar instinct, or to repress this native talent; but behold, when the sufferer is convalescent, the pent-up energy once more displays itself in the direction from which it momentarily lapsed, and the music of the present once more offers odds to any that the great German masters can originate. People who are evolutionists can doubtless trace the early developement of this historic disposition to bang. They will point to far-off ages when man in his natural used to close his jaws with a far-echoing snap upon the "human flesh he'devoured; to a little later period, when, in a more enlightened state, he swung heavy prison doors upon his captivesj to even a later age when, his first musical inclinations beginning to blossom, he heralded to his victims their approaching death through the enlivening strains of the tom-tom, Ixow in this age of seeming cultivation, the foregoing methods of proclaiming our immediate personality are happily forbidden, but. there is no law.

written or unwritten, against that evil which is apj-" ently inherent and irrad- ical. But pe.liaps'that TJtopia, towards which present writers declare we are progressing, will be a land innocent of other than tent-like accommodations for family life, where, consequently, the restlessness which has hitherto found vent in door-banging, niav spend itself in prusuits which will be beneficial, not annoying, to the human race. MAKY ELIIS SMITH. A J.I1U* Traveler. "Gertrude E.

Brannan, care Mrs. E. Brannait, Altamonte, Oranga County, via Mallory Line." It was a simple inscription, bnt it went direct to the hearts of all who saw it. A sweet little girl of more than a frank, clear blue eyes, which looked confidingly- into yours, wore a card pinned to lier jacket upon which was the inscription. She came from Jacksonville by the last mail last Friday.

She had come York City b'v steamer. She had a neat little satchel in which was packed her wardrobe. In a napkin was a bounteous luncb, and in herarmsji doll. Thus she had traveled from the great city to find a home among strangers in far away Florida. She was not alone and friendless, for all were sympathetic and all were kind.

Ladies "watched over, and strong-men guarded the little one, who told them in her childish way, "I guess my real papa and mamma are both dead, but 1 am going to another mamma in Florida, one that I haven't ever seen." She came from the Orphans' Home in New York, God grant that in the new home she may find the guardianship and the love that in her childish faith sue so confidently looked Orlando -Reporter, Fla. Sunday in Paris. Puritan lack of charity and dread of cheerfulness often leads Anglo-Saxon visitors to France to misjudge the French mode of spending Sunday. Americans, as well as English people, err in this matter, as I had occasion to find out during mv recent visit to America. I had been lecturing on a Saturday evening in the pretty little city of Whitewater, in Wisconsin, and received an invitation from a minister to address a meeting that was to be held next day, in the largest church of the place, to discuss the question of how Sunday should be spent.

I at first declined on the ground that it might not be exactly in good taste for a foreigner to advise his hosts how to spend Sunday. However, when it was suggested that I might simply go and tell them how Sunday was spent in France, I accepted the task. The proceedings opened with prayer and an anthem, and a hvmn in praise of the Jewish Sabbath having been chosen bv the moderator I thought the case looked bad for us French people, and that I was going to cut a poor figure. However, the first speaker unwittingly came to my rescue by makingan onslaught upon the French mode of spending Sunday. "With all respect due to the native country' of our visitor," he said, "I am bound to say" that on the one Sunday which I spent in Paris I saw a great deal of low immorality, and I could not help coming to the conclusion that this was due to the fact of the French not being a Sabbath-keeping people." He having wound up with a strong appeal to his townsmen to beware of any temptation to relax in their observance of the fourth commandment as given by Moses, I was called upon to speak.

With alacrity I stepped forward, a little staggered, perhaps, at finding myself for the first time in a pulpit, but quite ready for the fray. I said: "lam sorry to hear the remarks made bv the "speaker who has just sat down. 1 cannot, however, help thinking that if our friend had spent the day in respectable places he would not have seen anv low immorality. Where did he go, I should like to know? Being an old Parisian, I have still iu my mind's eve the numerous museums that are open to people on Sundays as on other days. One of the most edifying sights in the citv is still that of our peasants and workmen in their clean Sunday blouses enjoying themselves and elevating their tastes among our art treasures.

Did our friend go there I remember there are places where for little money the symphonies of Beethoven and other great masters might be and were enjoyed by thousands every Sunday. Did our friend go there Within easy reach of the people, too, are such places as the Jardin d'Acclimatation, where, for fifty centimes, a delightful day may be spent among the lawns and flower beds of the Parisian "Zoo." Its goat cars, ostrich cars and elephant rides makes it a paradise for children, and one might see whole families there on Sunday afternoons in summer, the parents refreshing their bodies with this contact with nature, and their hearts with the sight of the children's glee. Did our friend go there? We have churches in Paris, churches that are crammed from 6 till noon with worshippers who go on their knees to God. Did he go there? If not, where did he go? I am quitting Whitewater to-morrow, and I leave it to his townspeople to investigate the matter." When I first visited New York stories were told me of strange things to be seen there, even on a Sunday. Who doubts that every great city has its black spots? I had no desire to see those of Kew York, there was so much else that was better worth time and attention.

The little encounter at Whitewater was only one more illustration of the strange fact that the Anglo-Saxon, who is so constant in his attendance at church at home is seldom' to be seen in a sacred edifice abroad, unless, indeed, he has been led there by a Baedeker. MAI O'RELL. English Fashions in House Linen. Every thing is hemstitched and veined, veining being really the same kind of work as the hemstitch, only carried out in broader stripes, from about one inch upwards, and worked into various patterns, which make it look like a linen lace insertion. Toilet-covers, towels, pillow-slips, sheets, everything in short, is done in the same style just now.

American bed-shams are as much in use as ever, and the prettiest connter- pcnes or covers, especially for summer use, are the broad, coarse linen strips, with guipure insertion, either straight down or slanting across the bed. Plain hemmed frills are not so new forpillow cases and sheets as they were. For the trimming of these, and sometimes in addition to hemstitch or reining, a new scalloped-edged frill of French embroidery is sold, and rather extensively used. Two novelties I noticed, evidently a specialite of Walpole viz.j linen lace for insertion and edging, called Medicis. For sideboard, teaclqths, and toilet covers it is very effective.

The other is a most dainty, old-fashioned d'oylev of hand-made Irish point lace; itisthe prettiest thing I have seen in that line; unfortunately so few workers excel in this particular kind of lace-making that it is difficult to get them except by ordering them beforehand. The tablecloths are, also hemstitched; a very handsome one had two rows of wide veining, one to come just about the edge of the table, and the other a little further in, leaving room for the covers to be set. This inner veiling could easily be managed so as to form an edging to some delicate silk'strip, for instance, which would he. measured accordingly. These table- I cloths (with serviettes to match) can be had in any or made to order, with two or more veinings for round and ordinary tables.

There is also a plain damask, without anv pattern, which might be preferred by many, though some of the patterns are particularly handsome. 'Perhaps the veining looks better on the plain material, bnt that is a matter of Marcus in London Queen. Four Thousand and Xinetv Years Ahead of Agent Rusk. There has just arrived in England a collection of most valuable cuneiform, tablets from ancient Babylonia. These documents are at present of very great value, as it is doubtful if, under the present attitude of the Porte, any further consignments will be allowed to come to this country.

The collection consists of documents of a commercial and legal as well as fiscal character, varying from about B. I'. 2,300 down to'alxmt two centuries before the Christian era. Many of these inscriptions, are of the eurioui envelope is, one I'opy of the deed was written and inclosed in a clay envelope, upon which a second copy" is written. One pair of tablets, dating about B.

C. 2200, reveals to us the curious fact that there were in Babylon at that time a class of men employed as agents to obtain children to be adopted DV wealthy citizens who had no family. These men received a regular commission, both from the parents and those who adopted the infant. Summer Poison. Almost every one starting off for the summer takes some reading matter.

It is a book out of the library, or off the bookstand, or bought of the bov hawking books through the cars. 1 really believe there is more trash read among the intelligent classes in July and August, than in all the other ten months of the year. Men and women, who at home would not be satisfied with a book that was not really sensible, I find Bitting on hotel, piazzas, or under the trees, reading books, the index of which would make them blush if they knew that you knew what the book was. "Oh," they say, "you must have intellectual recreation." "Yes, there is no need that.you take along into a watering-place "Hamilton's Metaphysics," or some ponderous discourse on the eternal decrees, or "Faraday's Philosophy." There are many easy books that are good. You might as well say "I propose now to give a little rest to my digestive organs, and instead of eating heavy meat and vegetables, I will, for a little while, take lighter little strychnine and a lew grains of Literary poison in August is as bad as poison in December.

Mark that. Do not let the vermin of a corrupt printing-press jump and crawl into your Saratoga trunk or White Mountain valise. Are there not good books that are easv to of entertaining travel; books of congenial history; books of pure fun; books of poetry, ringing with merry canto; books of fine engravings; books that will rest the mind as well as purify the heart and elevate the whole life?" There will not be an hour between this and the day of your death when you can afford to read a book lacking in moral T. Itttt Talmage, in Ladies' Home Journal. Why, Indeed! Who is it that a woman who has a husband and who does not care for her personal appearance will begin to fix up and look dressy as soon as he is dead Is it because her husband would not let her have the money when he was alive, or does being a widow make her feel as if she was one of the girls again Ex.

Of course; because she can get only 50 cents at a time, and for the same reason that a man will "fix up" just as soon as his wife is dead and run all the time with the woman his wife objected to, and finallv marrv her. Not to Imposed I7pon. Chicago you marry me Chicago Woman (suspiciously) "Didn't I marrv you Y. World. In Church.

Written for the Wisconsin. Little Verna was taken to churuh for the first time one day in May. She regarded everything with wide-open, interested eyes, and, when the sermon was nearing its close, the darkening sky betokened a storm. Suddenly the hail came dashing and crashing on every side. In a moment all was confusion.

Broken glass from the windows was flying about, men rushed out to secure their frightened horses, while women and girls rushed wildly to and fro. All at once little Verna sprang upon the Beat, and cried in a shrill, childish voice: "Good Lord! do they do this Sunday?" L. H. M. Deviled Almonds.

Blasch and dry one-half pound Jordan almonds, fry them in butter gently till they are of a golden brown, then lift them out and drain on a sieve; strew cayenne and salt on them, and serve very hot. Walnuts are also excellent done this way, and, in fact, most London Queen. Family Favoritism. "Oh, no, there ain't any favorities in this family soliloquized'Johnny; "oh, no! 1 guess not! If I bite my fingernails I caieh it over the knuckles. But the baby can eat his whole foot and they think it's just Denver Republican.

Gazette des Dames. It is announced that an international congress of medical women will be held at Chicago in 1892 or 1893. At Covent Garden, recently, Verdi's "La Traviata" was performed for the first time this season, when the part of the erring heroine Vieletla was undertaken by Mile. Ella Russell, of Cleveland, to whose vocal capabilities the bright florid music of the part is BO excellently well suited. Mile.

Russell sang it on Saturday, as on many previous occasions, with great brilliancy and expressive power, and at the requisite moments with all the necessary tenderness and sentiment, gaming the hearty approval of the audience. The lady who has been chosen president of the General Federation of Women's Clubs in the United States is the daughter of Prof. Ralph Emerson, of Andover Theological College, and the wife of a Dr. Brown. She can speak seven languages fluently, and has at different times held professorial chairs in three colleges.

The veterans of both the Union and Confederate armies united in doingr honor to their dead comrades on morial day at Pensacola. This was a timely and beautiful illustration of fraternal Orlando Reporter, Fla. Mrs. of the ex-President of the States, is the leading figure in the new Mission Kindergarten Organization, which has been openedin Sew York, at the corner of First Avenue and Fifty-third Street, to afford a daily shelter to children tietween the ages of and seven. Mrs.

Cleveland gives money, clothing, and kind words to the children, ana is seen almost daily in this squalid portion of the city. Sliss Sadie Belle Holmes, a handsome and attractive young lady of the city of Kyle, has been awarded the contract bv the government to carrv the mail from this place to Science It is believed that she is the only female contractor in the United Globe Democrat. Mme. who has the reputation of being as kind as she is rich, has the most distinguished Israel- itish salon in Paris, after those of the Rothschild family. She is one of the two or three women who have ever been privileged to wear the cross of the Legion of Honor.

Mrs. Grover Cleveland presided at the of a charity fair in ew York, recently, and sold roses as fast as she could hand them out at each. Some of the tournureless, gowns noted upon fashionable women look both floppy and slopp5' as they sweep the pavements. Why cannot some women follow a fashion without hunting it to death? Between a balloon anifa town pump there is a happy medium that commends" itself to all but fanatics and Miss Augusta Holmes' "Hymn of Peace," played iu Florence on the occasion of the festival held in honor of the Beatrix of Dante, has met with an en- thuiastic reception. The hymn, the words and music of which are by Miss Holmes, had to be repeated three times, and the name of the composer was called with enthusiasm by the assembly.

The hymn is dedicated to Signer Crispi, who has addressed to Miss Holmes the following letter: "I have received your 'Hymn of written in honor of the Beatrix of and I thank you for the have been good enough to make of this remarkable composition. one more than I sympathizes with the inspiration that guided vou in your work, for no one more than 1 appreciates the benefits of peace. 1 bless once more the art that, through you. has clothed forms the dearest to Italian genius, sentiments so noble and thoughts of such high London Qusen. Pastures Green.

Unto new and pastures green lead thou Our wandering feet, sweet shepherdess, where wells Of livine waters gush, and asphodels Blow thick a-s stars, and laden bougrh Lettetb drop the pathway show I'uto the parapeted citadels. Where choristered angels unto chiming bells Swell anthems of the blessed. Even so Lead thoa me into darkness, where the light Shineth and darkness, compreheudeth not. To some undreamed of subterraneous spot Where truth's pure, shining light hath gom before him. To see.

thence issuing, pome poor, palsied wigh Drop on his knees lid rise, thro' faith, to worship him. Atlanta Coiistitutioit. Written for the Wisconsin. SLEEP. BT jiiEOABET U.

UTTLISS. I think if life were a passing day, With darkness following light, the world a garden ivberein plncked All thiugs. for our hearts' delight. Of all of this garden-world Whose nectar I'd in rhvme, would sinjr of sleep as I he sweetest fruS That hangsotithe trteof time! BACK TO HIS OLD LOVE. of A Chicago Bank Fails.

CHICAGO, 111., June Park National Bank, of this city, closed its doors this morning, and a crowd of depositors now surrounds its place of business The causes of the failure are not ye known. A notice posted on the door says that it is in charge of J. D. Sturgis national bank examiner. Charles Packerd is its president.

It has been organized only a few years. Its stock sold at par 1 yesterday'. The bank is not an important one, its capital stock being only $200.000. Its last statement, made on May 17 showed: Loans and discounts, cash and cash items, surplus rand, undivided profits undeyided deposits, £597,000 demand certificates of deposit, certified checks, due other national banks, due state banks and bankers, notes and bills rediscounted, bills pavable The failure was not unexpected in banking circles. Its president made considerable money in the hat business and took charge of the bank without, il is said, sufficient knowledge of banking.

The result was that its loan department was understood to be conducted less strictly than conservative bankers consider necessary, with the result of getting a rather poor line of paper. Failure at Marshfleld. June works of the Matthes Chemical Company, of this city have been closed. The creditors are mainly working men, and have attached the property for wages. The entire plant is considered worth $15,000.

The ineprporators are Watts De Golyer, of Chicago; C. Frank Mattbes, of Groton; D. F. and J. H.

Matthes, now of Chicago. The indebtedness of the firm is $6,500. The entire personal property and outfit of the concern has been levied on by the numerous creditors, while numerous judgments lien the real estate. Buried With Masonic Honors. WAUKESHA, June T.

Pawling, a resident of Wisconsin since 1844, died at his home in the village of Hartland, on Monday. The funeral occurred yesterday, and was attended by a very large number of friends of the deceased. Mr. Pawling had long been a zealous and devoted member of the Masonic fraternity, and the burial was according to the rites of that order, J. W.

Laflin, of Milwaukee, officiating. The religious services at the house were conducted by the Rev. S. T. Smytbe, ofDelafield.

Windom Will Resign. WASHINGTON. D. June Windom has told a Republican senator, so a'clerk of that senator says, that he would resign from the Treasury Department in the event of a free-coinage bill passing both houses of Congress and being signed by the president. He would regard it as so strong an act of disapproval of his financial policy that he would be obliged to resign.

He added, however, that he did not think Mr. ilarrison would sign a free coinage bill. Blown to Pieces. BBAZIL, June 3 o'clock yesterday afternoon Fred Miller and David Heller, furnace men engaged in blasting out the salamander in the crucible, were blown to pieces by a premature discharge of powder. Both resided here, were of limited means, and leave large families.

A Jailer Drops Dead. ASHLASD, June John King dropped dead at 3 o'clock this afternoon. The prisoners, many of them held temporarily on serious charges, thought he had laid down to rest, and made no attempt to escape. Gianders at Madison. MADISOS, June Veterinarian Atkinson was forced to kill a horse of E.

M. Talbott, of the town of Trov, Sank County, because it was affected withglanders. Heard Renominated to Congress. FAYETrE, June Heard was renominated for Congress by acclamation, yesterday, by the Democrats' of the Sixth Congressional District. Story of the Elopement Katrine Mail.

KACISE, June years ago John Blocksidge, a well-to-do business man of this city, kissed his wife and children good-bye and started on a business tour of the Northwestern states, intending, he said, to find investments for his surplus capital. From that day to this he has never been seen by a member of his family, and for years it was believed that he was for the $1,500 or $1,6001 hat he was known to have on his person. To-day, however, the mystery is cleared up, and in a way that" carries a strong tinge of romance with it. was for a number of years rominent in the mercantile business ere. He was not rich, but had a good business, and lived comfortably.

He had a wife and three or four children, and his home life seemed happy. So, when he disappeared so suddenly and mysteriously thp affair caused a great di'al of talk; but there was no suspicion that he had left in company with a woman, and the only theory advanced was that he had been foully dealt with. He was a Mason, anil the local lodges of that order made every effort possible to discover his whereabouts. Hundreds of thousands of circulars were printed, bearing the picture the missing man, and distributed over the country, but to no purpose. A day or two after Blocksidge left Racine there was another disappearance, the missing person this time being a pretty, dark-eyed girl of 19 named Her people here were eminently respectable, and she had two brothers in business in Milwaukee.

The girl's disappearance was in no manner, connected with that of Blocksidge, however, as he was about 43 years not particularly attractive in personal appearance, while the girl was quite pretty. Four or five veors ago a story was printed here that Blocksidge was living in Montana, and that Miss Drought was his wife, but it was not credited, and the murder theory continued the popular explanation of Blocksidge's disappearance. Xow conies a letter from a little town in Montana to Mrs. Blocksidge. It was written by her husband, and tells the storv of his love for the young girl, and of their flight and where they have since lived, finally detailing the "death of his companion.

Blocksidge's letter concludes by assuring his wife that he has always loved her, and begging her to forget his desertion and to join him in his Western home. The letter was a surprise to Mrs. Blocksidge, and for a time she was undecided what course to pursue; but it is stated this afternoon that she yielded to her husband's praver, and will leave for Montana in a day or two to join him. Charged With Theft. OMAHA, June general attorney of the Union Pacific road has filed a petition in the United States circuit court, instituting suit against C.

H. McKibben, late general purchasing agent of the road, for $60,000, which he is charged with having stolen. Attachments were this morning issued against all of McKibben's property in Omaha, and a deposit of $20.000 in the banks of this Won Silver Medals. PALJITEA, June Saturday evening's Demprest silver medal contest Miss Belle Allen; of Melindy's Prairie, took the silver medal for the junior class, and Miss Lottie. Burton, of Lagrange, the silver medal for the senior class.

The first gold medal contest for this district will take place at Eagle next Saturday evening. To Build a Spur. MERKILL, June crew of sixteen men went north on the noon train to build a railroad two miles in length from the Chicago Milwaukee St. Paul line to the Garth Lumber Companv plant, eight miles from Minocqua. The lumber company is composed of Wausau capitalists.

A Boy Has Both Arms Broken. PEAIKIE DC CHIBN, June little 3-year-old son of Barney Dagner, of Seneca, fell from a second story porch, fourteen feet, and broke, one arm and fractured the other above the wrist. A man fell from the same porch three years ago and was killed. Fifteen Years at Wanpnn. GEEEX BAT, June Keroski, who murdered George Oneoff, in the town of Bellevue, Brown County, and who was captured at Grand Rapids, was sentenced late yesterday to fifteen years at Waupun.

His term may be reduced to eight years and nine months by good behavior. Kaukauna's Big Day. KAUKAUNA, June celebration of the 100th anniversary of the settlement of this place, last night, was a great success. The programme waa fully carried out, and everybody had an enjoyable time. Fined MADISON," June Sidney McBride, of Merrillan, was fined in the federal court, to-day, for sending unlawful matter through the mails.

Mason Chosen Again. CHICAGO, 111., June Republicans of the Thiid District, in convention in this city to-day, nominated W. E. Mason for Congress. GEOBGE W.

WOOD- has been commissioned postmaster at Bagley, Wis. rs white hands. Brightctearcomplexion Soft healthful skin. "WAHS'-l.