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Overland With Kit Carson J$ t * L X 188S, bjr Ataeric** PrtM tlOft.] ' jpHAJPTEft in. After collecting the weapons of the a*ad Indians we returned to the wagon* *hd again lod the horses ottt to pasture, Pot ft time they fed quietly, but by and by one of them, Old Whitefwe, who baa once before crossed the plates, end* aeniy taiied his head, pricked up his ear* •ttd quivered in every limb, a* if meat- ing danger. "The old horse heats or smells Mime* thing wrong," said his driver, Ed Royston. "We'd better take to the corral. boys." For some moments after bringing the animals in we could Bee no cause for alarm, but presently there rose on the extreme edge of the horizon a dark speck, which grew each instant larger until it finally revealed itself as a body of horse bearing directly down upon us. Supposing that we were to be again «ttdcked by a chance band of hostiles, we stood at once to our arms. . But when the rapidly moving force bad come within a half mile or so we •aw that there were only seven riders, an^thoae, keeping a semicircular formation, teemed to be driving before them • number of loose ponies. The cavalcade swept on 800 yards nearer, and then we discovered that of the seven mounted persons two were women! The rescuing party had returned, completely successful, and a minute later, amid our rapturous cheers, Kit Carson, his four comrades, Mrs. Secord and Helen Douglas rode into the hastily opened corral. All appeared to be greatly fatigued, and the young women looked pale and haggard, but none seemed to be much the worse for their rough experience, though every one of the men had been more or less wounded. It is needless to '•describe how heartily we welcomed tbe party, nor is it necessary to apologize for the fact that in our joyous excitement some of us so far forgot the pro-, prieties as to hug the two girls with as much good will as wo could have shown to our own sisters or sweethearts. | These very affectionate demonstrations gave no offense, however, and our fair •companions retired to make themselves presentable after their long ride, while two or three of us busied ourselves in preparing an extra good supper for the half famished travelers. All were too hungry to talk much while eating, but they listened with great interest to the .graphic account which Charlie Blake gave of our .doings during their absence. "Well done, boys! I'm prond of you," sententiously said Carson as he finished his meal. "Now I'm going to take a enooze." • '•But, captain," half a dozen of , us remonstrated , "we wont to hear all about your own adventures." "Boys, I'd rather fight a week than talk an hour. Joe Wilkinson here is pretty good on the gab. Hell spin the yarn for you," and lying down in tbe shade the .imperturbable guide was fast asleep in five minutes. "Go ahead, then, Joe. Lot's hear the Whole thing," said Blake. ' "Well, hoys, I'm most used up, but 111 do the best I can. Yon know the cods hod about two miles start of us and bad got clear out of sight when we mounted. Kit said they'd make straight * for the mountains 80 miles off, and only for him wo couldn't have followed the trail 10 minutoa, for there were lots of places where we couldn't see a track, hut to him the 'sign' was just a plain as « turnpike road. "Tom Secord — yes, and Austin, too— •wanted to go at full speed, but Carson wouldn't hear to it. 'That won't do,' he •aid; 'just keep up an easy lope, go as not to blow the horses. We're sure to catch the reds, for two of the ponies will always be double weighted, and the whole lot will have to take turns carrying the women,' "All of us raw the sense of this wa- eonlug, and wo kept going op, dole after mile, steady us clockwork, till near day break without catching sight of the In dians. Then we came to a little oreok not far this side of the foothills, and Canton said: 'Let yoni- hones drink, boys, just a swallow or two at a time. We're getting pretty close to the red devil* now. They've gone up tmsside of the creek so as to strike the old Apache trail. It's the only one they know of. It twists about among the foothill* and then swoops round in a big circle away up into the mountains, We'll cross the crook right hare, «u4 I'll lead yon by a short cut through Grizzly gulch and come out on the trail away •bead of the Indians. I discovered this C whea I was trapping round hero n years ago, and I don't boliovennoth- «r living son! bos over gono through it,' "Well.ftfterwe'dgotoverthobwmihwe walked our horaoa for a couple of hundred yards to kind of sottlo the water in their stomachs, and then Kit spoko up again and aaye; « 'Now, men, there's two miles of good ground before us. We'll cover it at top •peed, and then there'* about a wile of tbe wor»t riding you ever *aw, but that'll tiling a* right oat on the trail, and the ftda must travel more than six wile* to mob the «ame spot. Now, ridel' and •way we went, gradually going fatter Md falter til) our honor were running JOT »U they wore worth, and in flve win* \tea we came to ariwly gulojj. Buro enough, U vnut tan awful pJaoe, okeu up with big rooks tunA bowldor* oh ft way that we couldn't go off H and it took us a full quarter of au get throughout wlww w<ji 414 and right on the i h«l Raid. ie jj Wtt , broad daylight, 1 * orders we uUgot off our tucuu away Uaok into the BHoakiug very low and 'Now, won, listen The rod* be M bungling. There's 10 of them, sure, but if it wasn't for the women we'd wipe them all out in two minutes. Which of yon four is tbe best shot? " 'frank Austin is,' say* "Wells. "'Think you can trust yourself to eboot a buck square through the brain. Prank, supposing his head's only a foot above that of Helen Douglas? 1 asked Carson. " 'Yes, if it's only one inch above/ says Frank, " 'Very well, then, 1 Kit went onj 'the two warriors that were carrying the woman must fall dead at tbe first fire, or they'll kill their prisoners. I'll place all of you and myself where we can't be seen, and when the reds come within flO yards of us I'll cover the oae holding Mrs. Secord, and Frank the one carrying Miss Douglas. Wells will take the foremost of the other brutes, Secord the next and Wilkinson the third, whether they're before or behind the two Mre shoot at. When! give a low whistle, we'll all fire together and then charge with our revolvers, quick as lightning. There ought to be only flve of the devus left by that time.' "For a hundred yards or so in front of tbe cottonwood scrub the trail was wide enough tor two men to ride abreast, but inside the grove Itself tbe path Was Very narrow, and the bushes grew so thick that it was quite dark. A regiment of soldiers could easily bide there, and not one of them be seen 10 feet off. Carson didn't pu* us directly in front of the trail, bnt in such positions along the outer edge of the scrub that we oould deliver a half flanking fire. "We'd been hiding about IB minutes, not long enough to get nervous, when the Indians, just 10 of them, come In sight at tbe far end of the open space. They were coming along on a alow canter, riding in single file, and we saw that tbe first two warrior*—one of them was tbe chief, Lone Wolf, Kit told us afterward—were carrying the young women in front of them. "This sight drove us most crazy, and it was mighty bard to keep still, bnt we all knew that we must make rare work of it, and we didn't stir a finger—not just then. "On and on came the reds to within 80 yards of the blind path leading into the grove. Then they slackened down to a walk. We'd already covered the leading flve with our rifles, and when they'd got 10 yards closer we heard Kit's whistle, soft and low as a blackbird's note. That-was the last sound those flve Indians ever heard in this world, for they had not time even to start with the surprise of it when our rifles cracked like one piece, and they all fell, stone dead. "Then like raging tigers we dashed out of cover and charged on the others. Bnt quick as we were, they'd already thrown themselves from their ponies and were now crouched behind them in the act of stringing then- hows. A* we ran forward we poured in one volley from our revolvers, but all missed, and before we could close every man of us received a slight arrow wound. 'Steady, men, steady!' shouted Carson a* the red* dropped their bow* and slunk closer behind their ponies with knive* and tomahawk* in hand. ."Thefight might have been finished in half a minute if Secord and Austin, bo>h f earning mad. had, not rushed off to the head of the lino to pick up the women. Om swing this the five braves ran along the far side of tbe string of ponies, which had never stirred from their tracks when their riders felL and made for our two men, hoping to finish them before we come up, "Tbe total distance was not more than 00 feet, bnt tho ponies rather bothered us, and though we instantly broke through tho line the savage* were close upon Tom and Frank before Kit, ahead as usual, brought down two of them. Our fellows wore so busy assisting the half insensible girls that only Carson's but two shots aroused them to a sense of their own danger, and they sprang to their feet barely in time to ward off the tomahawks of the three remaining Indians, we meantime not daring to fire again for fear of bitting them or the women. "They didn't need much help, however. One of tbe buck* bad attacked Seoord, and tho other two pitched into Frank, but none of them bod UBB to strike a second blow before Tom satttsd bis man by a single ehot, and Austin, roaring like a lion and seemingly too mad to shoot, crushed tbe skull of one Indian by a blow from bis rifle barrel, and seizing the other by the throat was savagely choking: tbe life-out of him when Well* Ntepped up aud put a bullet through hi* brain. "The« we all gatiterod round tlw wow- eu and found that »ltb,Qttgb R good deal bfujaed by tlioiv rough, ri<}o w»4 very tired neither hM been wrlonwly hurt. The ludiovg, Oioy tojd uj, bad uevw «topped at a)) except for a f u\v suco«dg at a time, wlunotMwiug ttow from their tired puiua to frontier ones, but tbey bud to4 nolthor lood «or drink since leay- "Wo baa with us, us you know, only UUlo bui'd bveu4, but otuo tWa tbe ate Wtfoi'Jj', and a« we bad plenty 5fWftfef tteffett strong cfloflah t&ti* it few bouts' n*t to start on the return jOttrhGjf i Bo, you see, we've all got back tare and sound and ate richer by some etperieace, not to count 10 good ponies, than we Were yesterday." "Joe Wilkinsoh's a whole team to talk, and no mistake," said Frank Austin, "but he's forgotten to tell you that I wouldn't have got out of that fight quite so easily if he hadn't helped a little. Just as I was bringing my rifle barrel down on the head of that Indian the other one made a lunge at me with hi* knife would have cut my heart sure if Joe hadnt caught the blade in the fleshy part of bin own arm and thus given me time to get hold of the fellow's throat, for I was BO thundering mad that I forgot all about my revolver," "Another trifle, too, he has not men Honed," taid Mrs. Becord. "When I broke completely down through fatigue and my husband was worn ont carrying me, Mr. Wilkinson took me on his own saddle and held me, fast asleep, in bis arms for 10 miles or more." "And maybe I wasn't glad of the chancel" muttered the gallant Joe hi a half audible aside. "Bnt how did Miss Douglas get along?" some one inquired. ' "Oh, thunder," laughed Becord, "she didn't try to get along. All the Indians hi Arizona couldn't bave got her away from Austin. He just carried her like a baby till we got within five .mile* of camp. Bnt she didnt go to sleep—not that.I know oft" At this embarrassing revelation the blushing girl beat a precipitate retreat, bnt Frank spoke ont like a man: "It's a true bill, boys. I s'pose it-wasn't exactly fair to take advantage of a prisoner, bnt I really couldn't help it, and— and—well, m expect yon all to attend a wedding when we get to a white man's country, if we don't happen to meet a real live parson on the road any sooner." That very thing we did three day* afterward, however, and a very jolly party of witnesses saw Miss Helen Dougla* transformed into Mrs. Frank Austin, though I rather think that several of our bachelors assumed a joy they did not feet THE END, STORY OF A WEDDING. Add • Precent That Turned Out to Be • White Blephmt. I know a man named Jack Barnes, who was married one Thanksgiving day, write* Howard Fielding in the Boston Herald. His wife bad quite a number of rich relations. One of them was in the furniture business. His present was undoubtedly the handsomest of all. It was a mahogany bedstead big enough for a Mormon elder aud carved In tbe highest stylo of the art Tbe happy couple were enraptured when they saw it 'The exhibition occurred in tbe store of tbe furniture man, for of course snob a thing couldn't be sent to the bride's father's house like a sugar spoon in a box. An expressman who subsequently moved the bedstead told me that it weighed nine tons, bnt I think he exaggerated. Moreover, it was certainly a* massive a piece of furniture as ever I saw. On this account perhaps the generous donor bad been unable to sell it aud bod had it lumbering up hit salesroom until be bad grown sick of the sight of it The bridegroom gave directions for Its removal to the Harlem flat He then thanked his wife's uncle for this mag nifloeut gift with tears iu his eyes. When Mr. and Mrs. Barnes returned from their wedding journey, they found the mahogany bed already established in their flat They knew it was there, because they wore unable to open the parlor door. Tho bod was Inside, and there was an alley a foot wide all the way around it between it and the wall This may seem improbable to a person who doe* not know much about New , York flat* of tbe $40 a month grade, but the sophisticated will only wonder that the bed got in there nt all I am told that the men who set it up had to climb ont of a window afterward, bnt I think this 1* an exaggeration, because the tall, carved bodboard entirely covered the two window* and thai oast a gloom over the otherwise happy homo. They found tbe furniture which bad previously boon in tbe parlor divided between two bedroom* and completely filling them, Housekeeping under these oironm rtauoes waa not what tblsyonug woman hod been led to expect In 94 hour* *bo bad demanded a larger flat Mr. Barnes went flat hunting. Tho adventures of the Wandering Jew aro a rnoro stroll compared to those of the flat hunter in New York. Jack was looking for a bedroom big enough to bold tfao mahogany bedstead. Ho tell* mo that tbi* piooo of furniture wo* so big that bo oould bard' ly carry a memorandum of its diuion- •ton* in hi* longest ovorooat pocket The boy who soil* tho cheap songbooks In front of the variety theater I* • wonder in bis wa/. He talk* at lightning vpoed wid mixo* the title* beautifully. Hero |* what you how him say M the crowd U pouriug outi "Toko 'em along the sougbook* here the latest and most popular song* tho day all the song* snug in the show her golden hair wa* banging down her back tho fatal wadding Mollio Nowell aud Maggie Moouey I don't want to play in your yard if you won't be good to wo 0 Mw. O'Flahwty yon sat dowu upon me hat still the danofi gooe on iko'ti niy •weatboojt we kept It np till Sunday morning they're oil tbe «oug* *uug |u tbe show word* aud wuHlo rouMuuber aud thoro A dUno 10 oeute Htill bin whiskow gww hit 'iw again they're 10 acute, 'y-Obioago Rao. !...„ .^O. W, Krlcb. ner, who wat «bQt uoitr Hammond, Rook county, by Evtuw Soott, i* lUU alive, though bis ohonoea ror recovery are wo- ADunoad very glim by tbe H*V0 Md Depot Wow. and freight depot of (he (JhJwo, Iowa «nd Dakota railway at EtagjRai, AW wile* from fildoru, ww wt on flw by m ke a LIN18 BY IfeO XIII ON HI8 DEATH. tte ifettthf (ran nt this th? cloeo ot day On MMM, O Leo, sheds its pattlntf my, tfttWtt »hy withered Velhfi, thy»asted fnune, glow, ilow bums downward life's Death's arrow flics, tbe funefftl veil turfolds, H» eold feteaiaa* tbe grave her conquest holds, Bat gwift the panting soul, her fatten riven, BpNMdi her tree tHfcga tod eeeks her native The ton* atkd toifaottte Voad has touched tta ftiy hftly vrtil, my favioW, i attend, Afld, if so great a gftwe then canst accord, ~ IV* tot spirit fa th> kingdom, Lord) '••• ijxi . —ChUfohmato. HIS SURPRISE. Adam and Eva were probably tbe only wedded couple of whom no one ev«r said, "How oonld he?" or "How oonldehe?" Certainly, when tbe staid old bachelor, Jouos Hingbam ("85 if he'* a day!" said the wondering "other girls"), carried off Mary Morton, not yet out of her teens, right in the face and eyes of many admiring boys, a great manly people wondered, "How oonld '•her 1 At homo flhe occupied the sometime* questionable position of tbe middle one in a family of three daughter*. Nobody doubted that she was good and useful, but she was not brilliant and fascinating like her older sister, Amy, nor wa* •he a pretty doll of agirl to be potted a* everybody petted her younger sister, Be**. Amy had troop* of beaux that she wound around her finger and made her moit obedient slaves, but Jonas Hing- bam was Mary's first attentive escort, and hi* devotion and sincerity carried her heart by storm. Jonas pleaded eloquently for an early wedding day, and Mary waa nothing loath, .for life with Jona* and for him seemed like paradise in anticipation. He lived three miles away on a large farm, bis father's and grandfather's before htm. His father bad been dead •everal years, and bis mother, though Still active and industrious, was too old to work a* she had always dona Everybody knew the Hinghams were forehanded, free from debt and with money at interest The Mortons, on the contrary, bad always lived from hand to month, Mr. Morton's trade never having sufficed to do much more than provide a home, with ample food and clothing, besides educating the girl* as they wanted to be, with music and painting and ail the ornamentals wbioh girl* in country villages sigh after. It is safe to say that Mary never dreamed of the change it would be for her to go from her snug, pretty home into that great, bare farmhouse—like changing from soft, musical poetry to plain, dry prose. Summer and winter tbe family had always worked andjite and sat in tbe great kitchen, except when company oame. Then they rolled np the green paper shades in the sitting room and sat in there. Every thing was stiff, bare, orderly and scrupulously clean. "Stepping into Mother Hingham'* •hoe*" meant more real, downright bard Work than Mary bad ever dreamed of, bnt she was young and strong and would not flinch when she saw that both Jonas and his mother expected her to be the notable, hardworking housewife tbe elder woman bad always been. Her hand* grew brown and hard, her dresses grew old fashioned, and she had neither time nor care to remodel them, a* she seldom went anywhere, except occasionally to church and more rarely •till on a brief visit to her father'*. Then babies came a* the year* went by—boyg, always boys. "If I only bad, a girl," thought Mary •ometimea, "she might grow up to help me and do all tbe light and pretty things that I bavo forgotten bow to do, but these boy* will never owe for mob thing*." * Mother Hiugham Uvod bnt a few yean after Mary oame there. To tbe last she wa« happy and content, fond of Mary and "«* borne in tbe fannhouae, •till unchanged. "Jonas will have to hire help for hi* wife, now that hi* mother i* gouo," people *ai& But he didn't wont to think of that A* long a* Mary did not complain ho never dreamed *bo wa* overdoing or needed anything sbe did not have. One of tbe established tradition* of tbe tymaawa* that they must bavo a hired girl through haying time, never at any other time of tho year nulea* in Dane of itokuqa*. So through harvesting and tho fall boiwooloanUigi the meat killing and (be *prtng angariug, np to baying time again, Mary'* QUO pair of bands did tbe work Ull—iho broko down. Joutt* wa* worried nbout indoor mat- ten, not that bo wot so miserly be did not like to pay hired bole, bnt who wa* to take care and ovowoo it ullt Of oonrao tho Morton* wore a* agitated a* Jona* himself, and a* mnoh a* they ooald canio to the renouo, bat Mr*. Morton wa* growing old and oonld not work M abo ouoo bad done, and Amy bad made a brilliant watch year* aga Bowie waa utill at boiuo and tingle, bat bad never eujoyod going there whan Mary wat woll, and with Mary aiok U oould uok be thought of. JoJUft* bad bad look finding oapabto indoor help, and it wai a great relief to them all Wbon Aunt Vi, Mr. Morton'* maiden «Uitor, canto from tho went, and not having any particular boiuo anywhere willingly took tho londarabip fat tho Hiugham household. Oat looiebow Mary didn't noom to gain at all, nud Auut VI told Mm. Morton thai M«ry saoiuod to bave la*t all iutoroBtiu life. "Jonas is Juit aa kind us oau bo, ami tho boy* aro all smart tutd bright and fowl of bar, Thoy oro forohoudud <uid buva a good boiuo, bnt it »wwu» OH if »U« dootm't oaru about living. I do tbiuk if nuo hud cut ambition to got well she would " In too very depth* of winter Mra Morton's tijgtor from Boston, Mr*, Or»> mar, tuad&•;,% flyiug visit iu towu, bpi Bftt visit to tbe place sitroe Mary's mat* Hags, "Youratwt gotoseeMorylii her own home,*' said Mrs. Morton, "but the poor child id too Weak to visit much. We Will go there together and spend tbe day, aud it will gratify her, though sh« cannot enjoy it as if she woe well." "I'll sleep With Mary tonight and wait upon her,"said Mrs. Morton to Aunt VI, as bedtime oame on, "and yon can go up stairs and get a good night's rest" "We'll sleep together, Aunt Vi," added Mrs. Cramer, "and keep each other warm and have a good visit besides." Was it all chance that tbe chamber tbe two ladies occupied hod in the Wall anopen stovepipe hole leading through to the one where Jonas slept With 5 year- old Teddy? fie slept soundly for awhile,' bnt perhaps itwas'his good angel that Woke him .just in time to hear Aunt Vi ask, "What do yon think about Mary?" Mrs. Cramer was a lady who used not only her eyes and ears, bnt her brains a* well. Being new to the Hinghnm house, she saw it through unaccustomed eyes, and sbe made np her mind fully. "I think," she eaid impressively, "that she Is starving to death!" "For the land sake*!" ejaculated Aunt VL "You don't know what you're talking about Snob a provider as Jonas is I Always buys his flour by the barrel and keeps two sorts, one for bread and one for pastry; makes no end of maple sugar and bays all tbe white sugar a body ha* a mind to use; kills the nicest of pork and beef every winter, with turkey* and chickens and geese and ducks; lambs in the fall and the bean- tUnlest veal.eveiy spring; buys fresh meat any time in the summer, and of course they have milk and cream and eggs of their own all tbe year round. He'* always bringing home honey and fruit and oysters, any luxury he happen* to see. He's too fond of good living himself to starve anybody in his house 1" "Tbe eating is a very small part of true life," said Mrs. Cramer when Aunt Vi paused for breath. "I can see that Mary's mind and soul are starving here in this bare • bouse, where work and utility ore the foremost things and beauty and pleasure have no place. Her better nature is being literally starved to death." No matter what further the ladies said, Jonas Hingham beard no more, though he neither put his Angers iu bis ears nor rose and stopped the stovepipe hole. Mrs. Cramer's word* hod opened his. eyes to a naked, unpalatable truth and set him to such serious thinking and planning* that ho had no ears for anything more, "Mary looks brighter this morning," sniid Aunt Cramer at breakfast "She certainly does," said Jonas, "and I think your visit bo* done her good. I tell yon what, Mary," he said, turning to her, "I wont yon to hurry up and get stronger, so that the first mild, pleasant day I can carry yon to your father's to stay a week. I believe the change would do you good." A worm, mellow day came like a smile into the heart of tbe winter. Jonas urged, and Aunt Vi seconded, till between them they wrapped her snugly, and cushioned in tbe wannest and softest of robes she took a sleigh ride to\hei> father'* house, where Jona* left her. "Andnow, Aunt Vi," he laid, coming in on, his return, with hi* arm*" loaded with rolls of paper, "I wont your help in a conspiracy. The long and short of it is that you and I and the boy* and all the help we need are going to work with paint and paper and carpet* and 'furniture to make thia house, look ao Mary won't know it at all when' •becomes back." Tbe painters came* tbe next day; the paparer* followed. Jonas brought home nice carpets and women to make them. Load* of now furniture came to tho door and new stove* to replace the forlorn, antiquated one*. An elegant now bookcase wo* stocked with a well selected library, and choice picture* were purchased to hang on the renewed walla Jonas was pot devoid of faate when he tried to exercise it, and when ho doubted his 'own judgment he took counsel of those who were to be relied on. One lovely day, tbe but of February, he went to bring her home. Aunt VI aud the boys waited patiently for their earning. When tbe sleigh stopped at tho door, Jonas lifted her carefully ont and carried b«r, all wrapped, a* she wa*, into the house, straight through tho boll into tbe long unused parlor and placed her ta tbe softest and easiest of eo*y chair*. A soft oolorod carpet covered the floor, pretty paper adorned tho walls, sunlight Bteoawod iu warm at tho windows, bnt did not outshine tbe cheerful fire U) the open stove, now book* aud AgaoiMM lay on tho table, tbe canary In a glided cage wo* trilling bis best songs, aud the plant* In the annuiott window soonied smiling a welcome, to tboir rnlatnm "How pretty mother looksr" cried Toddy. Truth to toll, a moat booouiiug rod had crop! Into the palo cboeks, perhaps a gleam from the ro»o colored future her husband wot portraying, Pills, powder* aud piaster* woro all given tho go by, and Mary got well on bapplum Said JOUM: "Fwrulturo bill* aud ail tt»o#o thing* aro no bigbor tJnui doctor*' bill* oud vastly lupro atittufylug. Comfort and bappinoB* aro mow pleasant to take thai) wodioino iwd do u»oro good. I've, learned my loonou rather late Iu lifo, but I've loaruod Uoiioa for all "—Good HoQsokooplug. A FINE GAME IN EACH l-lb PACKAGt ; OF LION COFFEE, , UNTIL CHRISTMAS. MANY DIFFERENT KINDS * —^SUITABLE FOR^— DRINK LION COFFEt^ 4 AND tttT AUfHUKt FINE, PARLOR GAMES.. _ ttjronr deilardee»not keep It for 0alo. write ua hl» oaane ana •ddrom, th«t we mar Blow it en Mle there. Woolion Bploe Co,, Toledo, A FEDERATION OF LABOR. Important Reforms to Be Discussed at Denver. THE ADOPTION OF A PLATPOElt Will Art ftanlUrr loipectlon of Wovk> •hop* u« th* Abolishment of 8w*«tla(. Government Md BInnletpal Control of £•!•(• BntorartoM Likely 10 Koet Wtlk Opposition. DKMVXB, Dee. 10.—Nearly all of tb* delegate* have arrived to attend tbe convention of the American Federation of Labor, which opened at 10 a. m. today. John Burns, member of the Engliib parliament, Samuel Qomper*, president of the federation, Richard Holmes of England, and T. J. Magnire arrived Sunday morning and registered at tin St. James hotel, where most of the delegates are stopping. In the evening Burns, Magnire and Gompers held ao executive session. Fotwithstanding that tbe delegate* to the convention profess all ignorance a* to the adoption by the delegates of a resolution favoritg the free coinage of silver, it is very probable that such a resolution will be introduced, and that it will meet with but little opposition. On the question of Immigration some decided views are expected from .the convention. They will probably be in the •bape of a resolution asking congress to limit all foreign migration to this conn- try for a number of years. But beyond doubt the principal bnti- nee* to come before the delegate* win be the adoption of a plattonn. A* a bast* for such a matter, the following program, adopted by the different trade* assemblies of Great Britain, ha* been recommended for consideration: "Compulsory education; direct legtela* tlon; a legal 8-hour working day; sanitary inspection of workshop, mine and home; liability of employers for injury to health, body or life; tbe abolition of the sweating system; the municipal own* •isbip of street can and gas and electric plants for public distribution of light, beat and power; the nationalisation of telegraphs, telephone*, railroads -and mines; the principle of referendum in all legislation." With the exception of the clause referring to the government ownenhip of railway*, telegraphs and telephone* this platform will probably be favorably, re- ,eeived and adopted without .di*on**lon. Thjs clause itself is considered by many WorUngmen to smack too mnoh of so* dalism and is likely to cause no little op* 'position. The auditing committee, oon- aliting of Joseph F. Valentine, national vice president of tbe Iron Moulders' onion of San Francisco; J, W. Qoayto of the Amalgamated Carpenters' union, Chicago, and Chri« Evan*, the secretory ' , I of the federation, la in the city and have been inspecting the accounts of the fed* eration. From what they have learned they report the finance* in splendid condition, bnt will not make public any report until presented to tbe convention. The choice of tbe president promises to be a very lively contest. President Oompen will be a candidate for reelection. John MoBride, president of the Goal Mine Worker*, i* announced as a candidate for president, and i* said to bo the strongest opponent Mr. Oomp- en has. TIRKR HAOTR, Ind,, Dro. 10.—Eugene V. Deb*, president of the,American Railway Union, say* there is no truth to the report thst ho i* going to Denver to oppcwe the re-election of Qompera to the presidency of the American Federation of Labor, fire The pbonowQuaol ahuoU of Homo and ball* ol iU'o wUiuh uooouipjuiy fotont flro* aro explaiuud by a \\Titorwj duo to gsjuia iu tho air, wltioii (urbo from tur- pojitiuo, nujuoiu tfuin* aud volatile oil* wblob exude from' evergraan tree* Thoeo are outdly tyuitoA «ud w*pJo4« |n Air iu dty weather. VSv-.•#.••. s Heals Running ' ::^i.,—^., Sores. Cures S, the Serpent's >i i'j i 'I 4 33 Uf UK I 1 f ;l X

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