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Be brief, and write directly to the point. All communications must be signed by the author, not for publication, but for the information of the editor. LAURA'S CRIME. BY KELA ALICE. A reception at Mrs. Ashburton's, the brilliantly lighted parlers filled; dazzle of lights and jewels, rainbows of color, colors of flowers and perfume, awaying figures and floating drapery as the dancers dancing in time go by on the soft strains of stringed instruments. Laura Hazelburn and her partner, resting from their waltz, stepped aside to allow two late arrivals to enter. "Ahi!" exclaimed the gentleman, "who is that divine creature? A goddess, surely." tall, broad-shouldered, with erect carriages, clear dark eyes, not beneath a broad, high brow, from which clusters of wavy dark hair fall away in short, thick manners; but the month was the most striking feature of the altogether kindly, handsome face. It could be plainly seen beneath the drooping mustache, and spoke volumes as to the character of the man; not too large, nor small, which is an ugly feature in a man, scarred endurable in a woman; a tender, loving mouth, drooping just a trifle at the corners, a month that could be fired in a just cause, and yielding as a child's beneath the red of affliction. Love for, and pride in the graceful, beautiful creature at his side shone in every feature of his face. Nina Bomberry Dawson, the beloved and only daughter of poor but respectable parents, was a fragile flower-like creature, with pale brown hair and shadowy blue eyes—of that sweet and touching beauty that brings tears into one's eyes and fills the heart with sadness because the thought cannot be suppressed that life, with its rough wintry storms, will have no pity on this tender blossom, and the beaming angel face may one day be changed into the tear-stained face of a sorrowing heart-broken woman, or better, perhaps lie hushed in the awful calm of death. These two loved each other and seemed filly mated, gifted by natary as they were with both beauty and goodness. The evening passed quickly amid music and dancing when Kenneth, leaving Nina with a lady friend, went off to the billiard-room, and Nina being tired of dancing they went into the conservatory for a quiet little stroll. After awhile they sat down on a rustic seat, where a white rose bent over and touched Nina's cheek with its soft petals, and a tangle of tropical vines and gorgous scarlet blossoms formed a background for her wandering, white-robed figure. A reception at Mrs. Ashburton's the brilliantly lighted parlers filled; dazzle of lights and jewels, rainbows of color, colors of flowers and perfume, swaying figures and floating drapery as the dancers dancing in time go by on the soft strains of stringed instruments. Laura Hazelhurst and her partner, resting from their waltz, stepped aside to allow two late arrivals to enter. "Ahl!" exclaimed the gentleman, "who is that divine creature? A godless, surely." No, indeed, she is not, said Miss Hazelhurst, lifting her pretty eyebrows. "She is simply Mrs. Kenneth Dawson, and not of much account. I assure you; quite a nobody before her marriage." "She can well afford to be a nobody with such beauty. I miss admir it having seen two really beautiful women to night," he continued, looking down at the glowing face with a meaning glance, thinking, perhaps, from the slight frown larking there that he had been rather indifferent to praise one woman to another. Laura's face brightened at this, notwithstanding she felt that he was trying to reinstate himself, and her vanity was wounded to the quick. This was not the first time Nina had been praised in her hearing: when she was Nina Roseberry it had been Laura's part to stand aside and see her worshiped where she had reigned a queen, and then see her capture a prize which Laura had thought her own. For Kenneth Dawson had been an admirer of Laura's with whom she had flirted so courageously that at last, discovering the real character of the girl, he left her in disgust. People had whispered that the pretty dirt took his marriage with the fair Miss Roseberry very much to heart. She could see no beauty in the bride, and was very bitter against her. She had even sworn in her passionate young heart to have reyange some day. How, she did not know; but to night hatred of this fair girl burned fiercely in her breast. Nina was radiantly lovely to night in white silk and pearls, and Laura was quick to perceive it; even so, she said to herself, what was such cold, fair beauty compared with the rich, warm tone of her own dark splendor? One might as well liken the calm light of the moon to the radiant glory of the sun—and moreover, had she not been likened to an Italian sunset, with her blue-black eyes and the carmine tint in her dark cheek? Kenneth had whispered this one evening in days past, and she had believed that he loved her when he said it, and while she knew in her heart that she loved him and no other, she told him she was going to stow her heart and hand elsewhere, simply because she loved to feel her power to make or tear the life of a lower—and he dared to survive the shock; and did not again return as she had meant he should, but consolled himself with another far lovelier than herself. This fact was very bitter indeed to Laura, and she shed many scalding tears over it. But this was not all. Here, tonight, she had seen another slave to her better, perhaps lie hushed in the awful calm of death. These two loved each other and seemed fifty mated, gifted by natery as they were with both beauty and goodness. The evening passed quickly amid music and dancing when Kenneth, leaving Nina with a lady friend, went off to the billiard room, and Nina being tired of dancing they went into the conservatory for a quiet little stroll. After awhile they sat down on a rustic seat, where a white rose bent over and touched Nina's cheek with its soft petals, and a tangle of tropical vines and gorgous scarlet blossoms formed a background for her slender, white-robed figure. An hour or so went by in pleasant conversation; presently they became aware that they were not alone in their quiet retreat; voices were heard in whispered conclave; though they could not see the speaker, these words could be distinguitary: "Oh yes, he loved me, and he told my brother Will, not long since, that he should always regret his mistake and was unhappy, although Nina was very sweet and loving; still she was not born to rank with him and his class, you know; poor girl! she cannot help that. Ah! pour Kennett!" The speaker was Laura Hazelhurst, who had come to the spot accompanied by a friend. Seeing Nina and Mrs. Norman in their quiet little nook away from the dazzle of the lights, the thought occurred to her that she might give Nina a little stab in payment for the evening's discomfiture. Hence the conversation. How little she dreamed of the fatal consequences of her rash act! Those false words struck deep into Nina's heart; she clutched her friend frantically, and gave a startled cry. "What did I hear? Kenneth mistaken, unhappy! Oh, no, not it cannot be!" Then with a sharp cry of agony fell to the floor. When that cry reached her ears Laura croubled low down among the leaves and vince like the guilty thing she was and in an agony of fear lost she had in her vaginations to be revenged wrought more harm than she intended. She had not thought Nina would take it in this way; she had meant those words to sink deep into the poor heart, not to kill, but to embitter its existence. She wanted her rival die by slow torture and those words to become the "little rift that by and by would make the music mute." Everybody was dismayed and horrified at the sudden death in the midst of so much that betokened life and its pleasures and stood about in groups, white and terrified, as if expected to be struck down themselves the next moment. For Nina was indeed dead. A physician who had been summoned declared her to have been dead when she fell from heart disease. The sudden shock was too much. The stricken husband, when all was over, left for parts unknown. Laura, delivered over to the custody of her own conscience, for a while seemed on the verge of insanity, and though she recovered, never again resumed the old gayety of manner. She lived to tell the story of her ornite to her grandchildren as a warning against harrowing BOOTS AND SHOES. S. S. FEDERMAN. E. A. WHITE Has just received a new lot of CARTS, SPRINGWAGONS, BUGGIES, ETC. PASTURAGE! For Horses and Cattle, ON THE THOMAS EDWARDS RANCH, TWO million pounds was of Westminster. JAMES MOSS. KELLOGG BROS., Real Estate AGENTS. H. C. KELLOGG. Giul Engineer and Surveyor. Baled Hay! FOR SALE! WIELAND'S Beer. AT GADES. Kenneth lined at her on she moved away and considered that he had ever believed himself in love with one so trichome, such a mass butterfly of fashion. Nim—all she was an angel—and to be spawned of in the same breath. Kenneth heart throbbed with love for his darling, his wife. Kenneth lined with confidence in days past, and she had believed that he loved her when he said it, and while she knew in her heart that she loved him and no other, she told him she was going to betow her heart and hand elsewhere, simply because she loved to feel her power to make or tear the life of a lover—and he dared to survive the shock, and did not again return as she had meant he should, but consolled himself with another far lovelier than herself. This fact was very bitter indeed to Laura, and she shed many scalding tears over it. But this was not all. Here, tonight, she had seen another slave to her charms. "Thank Heaven, she is married, and cannot interfere with my plans to capture the young millionaire! Hateful thing!" she mattered. "She has no right to supplant me everywhere, and she shall suffer for it." Ah! Laura, why could you not have reflected before you reached that determination? Nina's beauty, being the innocent cause of young disturbance, did not alter the fact that she was not a slave, and was quite innocent of having caused you a moment's unacusis. Their eyes met for an instant when Laura went forward to extend her hand in greeting, and although young Mrs. Dawson returned the pressure, she shuddered while she held the little soft brown hand in hers, and gazed into those velvety black eyes, with their purring expression, she felt a strange, terrible foreboding of impending evil. "It is only because I do not like the girl," she said to herself afterward. "That why I do not in more than one ball she has never done me any harm, and yet she makes me feel always as if she hated me." Laura bowed to Kenneth, and contented herself with bestowing a bewildering smile upon him, which she knew so well how to do. She was dressed to perfection to night, in a costume similar to the one Kenneth had been loud in praises of color, perfect chinlet of rose-colored grane, only relieved here and there by trailing white star flowers and flashing diamonds. A must ravishingly becoming toilet to her peculiar warm dark beauty, and she knew it. Kenneth looked at her as she moved away and considered that he had ever believed himself in love with one so trichome, such a mass butterfly of fashion. Nim—all she was an angel—and to be spawned of in the same breath. Kenneth heart throbbed with love for his darling, his wife. Kenneth lined with confidence in days past, and she had believed that he loved her when he said it, and while she knew in her heart that she loved him and no other, she told him she was going to betow her heart and hand elsewhere, simply because she loved to feel her power to make or tear the life of a lover—and he dared to survive the shock, and did not again return as she had meant he should, but consolled himself with another far lovelier than herself. This fact was very bitter indeed to Laura, and she shed many scalding tears over it. But this was not all. Here, tonight, she had seen another slave to her charms. "Thank Heaven, she is married, and cannot interfere with my plans to capture the young millionaire! Hateful thing!" she mattered. "She has no right to supplant me anywhere, and she shall suffer for it." Ah! Laura, why could you not have reflected before you reached that determination? Nina's beauty, being the innocent cause of young disturbance, did not alter the fact that she was not a slave, and was quite innocent of having caused you a moment's unacusis. Their eyes met for an instant when Laura went forward to extend her hand in greeting, and although young Mrs. Dawson returned the pressure, she shuddered while she held the little soft brown hand in hers, and gazed into those velvety black eyes, with their purring expression, she felt a strange, terrible foreboding of impending evil. "It is only because I do not like the girl," she said to herself afterward. "That why I do not in more than one ball she has never done me any harm, and yet she makes me feel always as if she hated me." Laura bowed to Kenneth, and contented herself with bestowing a bewildering smile upon him, which she knew so well how to do. She was dressed to perfection to night, in a costume similar to the one Kenneth had been loud in praises of color, perfect chinlet of rose-colored grane, only relieved here and there by trailing white star flowers and flashing diamonds. A must ravishingly becoming toilet to her peculiar warm dark beauty, and she knew it. Kenneth lined at her as she moved away and considered that he had ever believed himself in love with one so trichome, such a mass butterfly of fashion. Nim—all she was an angel—and to be spawned of in the same breath. Kenneth heart throbbed with love for his darling, his wife. Kenneth lined with confidence in days past, and she had believed that he loved her when he said it, and while she knew in her heart that she loved him and no other, she told him she was going to betow her heart and hand elsewhere, simply because she loved to feel her power to make or tear the life of a lover—and he dared to survive the shock, and did not again return as she had meant he should, but consolled himself with another far lovelier than herself. This fact was very bitter indeed to Laura, and she shed many scalding tears over it. But this was not all. Here, tonight, she had seen another slave to her chararms. "Thank Heaven, she is married, and cannot interfere with my plans to capture the young millionaire! Hateful thing!" she mattered. "She has no right to supplant me anywhere, and she shall suffer for it." Ah! Laura, why could you not have reflected before you reached that determination? Nina's beauty, being the innocent cause of young disturbance, did not alter the fact that she was not a slave, and was quite innocent of having caused you a moment's unacusis. Their eyes met for an instant when Laura went forward to extend her hand in greeting, and although young Mrs. Dawson returned the pressure, she shuddered while she held the little soft brown hand in hers, and gazed into those velvety black eyes, with their purring expression, she felt a strange, terrible foreboding of impending evil. "It is only because I do not like the girl," she said to herself afterward. "That why I do not in more than one ball she has never done me any harm, and yet她 makes me feel always as if she hated me." Laura bowed to Kenneth, and contented herself with bestowing a bewildering smile upon him which she knew so well how to do. She was dressed to perfection to night, in a costume similar to the one Kenneth had been loud in praises of color, perfect chinlet of rose-colored grane, only relieved here and there by trailing white star flowers and flashing diamonds. A must ravishingly becoming toilet to her peculiar warm dark beauty, and she knew it. Kenneth lined at her as she moved away and considered that he had ever believed himself in love with one so trichome, such a mass butterfly of fashion. Nim—all she was an angel—and to be spawned of in the same breath. Kenneth heart throbbed with love for his darling, his wife. Kenneth lined with confidence in days past, and she had believed that he loved her when he said it, and while she knew in her heart that she loved him and no other, she told him she was going to betow her heart and hand elsewhere, simply because she loved to feel her power to make or tear the life of a lover—and he dared to survive the shock, and did not again return as she had meant he should，but consolled himself with another far lovelier than herself. This fact was very bitter indeed to Laura，and she shed many scalding tears over it. But this was not all. Here，nightly，she had seen another slave to her chararms. "The celebrated company of the Galley Theater will shortly start on a tour round the world and the Daly Company will occupy their building during their absence. Mrs. Langtry，after having drawn full houses in Boston and Brooklyn，is now occupying the boards of the Grand Opera House，New York，and attracting large and fashionable audiences. The Spirit of the Times has the following in its issue of the 10th instat: "Los Angeles packed its Grand Opera House for nine nights and two matines to see Margaret Mattier. There was not a vacant seat during her engagement. But the heart of Los Angeles is bare to Mrs. Langtry." Gerater，the Queen of the song，the nightingale of the Campanion trompe，the pet of the musical world，is a thing of the past.Her voice has almost entirely gone,and with itshe has lost all her vivacity and seems entirely crushed.She was liminated in San Francisco when she was singing there,and her affliction is a aid blow to those who,having once heard her,hoped to hear her unexpected trompe ones again. H.M.S.Pinnacle has been produced at the Savoy Theatre，London，and is completely successful.The cast includes Geraldine Ulmar an American prime drama has the following to say of her: "Miss Geraldine Ulmar might，with advantage moderate the latency of her handswhich must remain throughout till her hard big off the time at every second turn;in all else,homemen，她在 delilious-dramma voices，acting personal attractions和 all." Bucklen's Armenia Sales. The bus salve is in the male form,brownish,mown,a mown,a rhinum,frown some,tattered hands,sibilizationeven all white symptoms,and possibly even curved penils.or no pay required.It is guaranteed by great promise satisfaction.or money refunded.First 25 cents per book.Billed by A.Krug,draggig,Australia. A NOBLE SISTER. A Brother's Innocence Proven. A Story Which Remains the Conviction of Will Kennedy for Murder—Inconstant Vigilance as a Monktoner Yewen. Churchman Engraver. The story of Miss Kate L. Kennedy of this city has few counterparts in fiction and none in reality. November 1, 1894, the late General John A. Legan addressed a great mass meeting at Greensburg, Ind. As is usually the case, a large number of expert wrecks and packpackets from different portions of the country were there working the crowd. At night the jam was so horrific that in the neighborhood of the meeting it was well near impossible to move along on the street. It was 'amber these conditions that a farmer reading near Greensburg found that he had been relieved of his pocketbook. He at once made known his love to David Baker, a prominent attorney of the town, who attempted to help him recover his property. A young man standing in the vicinity at the time started to run, and Baker ran after him, firing two or three shots as he did so. The parished man at the third shot drew a revolver himself and, with his head in the opposite direction, turned sideways and fired in the direction of his pursuers at random. The shot took effect and David Baker, the lawyer, was murdered on the street by an unknown man, who made his escape. A reward of $1000 was offered for the murders part of the said whore-father was killed, was positive the man thus willingly wills Kennedy, and started a retaliation byying the man who got the殴ing was the remainder of Bremerton county, Mr. Montlouis. That goodness proved his commendation; however, and Mr. Dishknan also gave Miss Kennedy a share which he proved invaluable. She had found the double of Recorder Monklin, and he has been identified by Mr. Dishknan and seen by Governor Gray. The latter has sent the reporter, his double and Mr. Dishknan, from here. The judge, the presenting witness, the proponent attorney, the sheriff, and deputies, and the online jury, with one chapion, have signed positions and written letters to Government Gray, stating that the new evidence discovered has made it clear to them that Kennedy is innocent and that he was never militarily identified to warrant conviction, anyway. Miss Kennedy has sent to Government Gray, in addition, a letter of letters from reputable people in Cincinnati testifying to her brother's good reputation in this city from the time he was 15 years old. One of those was from an Governor Bishop. The others are from neighbors who knew the family and from business men and friends. She has proved beyond a doubt that he was not a thief and never had that reputation. She has proved that one of the witnesses was paid $10 and his expenses to go over from Bremerton, Ind., and identify her brother as the murderer. A dozen times has this brave little woman's life been endangered. She has quarreded in man's clothing and gone into hell-holes, low groggeries, thieves' rumors, and all sorts of places. She made several trips to Dayton, Ohio, in male attire, and discovered important evidence. She has gone about as a boothblack, as a newsboy, and in every guise possible making information... berhaps, lie hushed in the awful shish. These two loved each other finitely mated, gifted by natalry as with both beauty and goodness. long passed quickly amid music when Kenneth, leaving Nina friend, went off to the billiardnina being tired of dancing they are conservatory for a quiet little ear awhile they sat down on a where a white rose bent over and Nina's cheek with its soft tangle of tropical vines and marble blossoms formed a backslender, white-robed figure. so went by in pleasant conversently they became, aware that not alone in their quiet retreat; he heard in whispered conclave; could not see the speaker, these distinctly heart! he loved me, and he told my not long since, that he should his mistake and was unhappy, Nina was very sweet and loving; not born to rank with him and know; poor girl! she cannot ash! poor-Kenneth!" her was Laura Hazelhurst, who to the spot accompanied by a wiring Nina and Mrs. Norman in tittle nook away from the dazzle the thought occurred to her that give Nina a little stab in payevening's discomfiture. Hence ction. she dreamed of the fatal conther rash act! Those false words into Nina's heart; she clutched antically, and gave a startled I hear? Kenneth mistaken, th, no, not it cannot be!" Then ery of agony is fell to the at ory reached her ears Laura down among the leaves and guilty thing she was and in an last she had in her egerness wrought more harm than she not thought Nina would take it she had meant those words to to the poor heart, not to kill, after its existence. She wanted died by slow torture and those some the "little rift that by and like the music mute." was dismayed and horrified at death in the midst of so much dead life and its pleasures and groups, white and terrified, sected to be struck down them next moment. was indeed dead. A physician man summoned declared her to read when she fell, from heart sudden shock was too much. on husband, when all was over, unknown. Laura, delivered custody of her own conscience, seemed on the verge of insanity, she recovered, never again real甘甜 of manner. She lived yr of her crime to her grandwarning against harboring bank. He at once made known his loss to David Baker, a prominent attorney of the town, attempted to help him recover his property. A young man standing in the vicinity at the time started to run, and Baker ran after him, firing two or three shots as he did so. The parned man at the third shot drew a revolver himself and, with his head in the opposite direction, turned sideways and fired in the direction of his pursuer at random. The shot took effect and David Baker, the lawyer, was murdered on the street by an unknown man, who made his escape. A reward of $1000 was offered for the murderer. Exactly one week after the crime was committed young Will W. Kennedy was arrested in Cincinnati, charged with the commission of the crime. He earnestly protested his innocence, and when the officers were ready to take him to Indiana for trial, so certain as he his innocence could be speedily proved and that an acquittal would follow that he won't voluntarily without an extradition. Young Kennedy was a pet at home and had been reared tenderly and carefully on account of a delicate constitution, his mother fearing he would die of consumption before he arrival at maturity. The arrest had been made and the reward claimed by Marshal Clements of Greenburg. The people of Deosur County were very much wrought up over the matter and public sentiment demanded a victim. When Kennedy was tried he was convicted, as the jurymen have since acknowledged, on his reputation as a hardened thief and criminal, despite the fact that he had hardly out loose from his mother's apron-strings. He was railroaded in a week or two. The testimony identifying him as the man who fired the shot was very indelinite. Only one witness did so positively. Kennedy at that time was extremely boyish in appearance, six feet tall, and very slender. Dozens of people witnessed the tragedy, and had he been the man his singular appearance, running and shooting would have been so impressed on their minds that identification would have been easy and complete. But he was convicted and sentenced to imprisonment for life in the Indiana Penitentiary South at Jeffersonville. His relatives here had expended their narrow means in his defense. His father has honorable employment as an engineer on an Ohio River steambeak. Two brothers have respectable and genteel employment in this city, and Miss Kennedy, the sister, was employed at Shillito's great dry goods establishment. The sister, convinced of her brother's innocence, took a pledge to make it her life's work to clear the name of the one so dear to her. She resigned her place in Shillito's immediately after her brother's sentence and began working on the case. For nearly three years she has worked inefficiently and indefatigably. She has surmounted obstacles that many men of undaunted courage would quail before, and conquered where failure seemed inevitable. Her patience, courage devotion and love it now seems will be rewarded soon in a full and complete pardon by Governor Gray of Indiana for the fortunate young man, and an simple vindication for him and his family. There are, Miss Kennedy thinks, only a few more links nama man and friends. She has proved beyond a doubt that he was not a thief and newer had that reputation. She has prevented that one of the witnesses was paid $100 and his Japanese to go over from Rushville, Indiana, and identify her brother as the murderser. A dozen times has this brave little woman's life been endangered. She has maquered in man's clothing and gone into hell-holes, low groggeries, thieves' remarks, and all sorts of places. She made several trips to Dapton, Ohio, in male attire, and discovered important evidence. She has gone about as a boothlack, as a newsflash and in every guise possible seeking information, and has succeeded baynd her anticipation. Her investigations have carried on in three States. In Indianapolis she struck an important blow, and while there was shadowed herself by other parties who suspected her. By a ruse employed by detinets sometimes she became acquainted with thieves who knew the real murderer of David Baker, and became informed of their plans for future robbings, as well as concerning jobs that had come off in the past. In this way she has been able to almost certainly locate the man who actually committed the crime. All this time the young woman has worked on the most limited allowance of funds. The amount of the living money at home has been cut down to the lowest sum that might have funds to pay her way. One of the sensational developments in disease is the fact that money was sent by Dayton crooks to help convict Kennedy. The Cincinnati men who are familiar with the affair of that day must that day that a Dayton man committed the murder, and test his innocence in prison in Indiana for another offense. LONDON, Dec 17.—Statemen may as well try to run away from their shadows as to avoid the topic of the Central European Alliance and all that includes implies and presupposes. Optimistic politicians are seeking in vain for the pointed warning contained in the German Emperor's recent speech to the President of the Reichstag. A war of revenge cannot be waged. At all events it is hardly likely that France will force it whilst some affairs south of Rhine are in a state of confusion giving no sign of an early adjustment. Then again says the critic of the easy-minded class, Liliae has no immediate intention of crossing the Austrian frontier, and therefore it is not probable that the aid of Germany will be invoked for many months to come. Passimate on the other hand perceive the possibility of the French statement roashing out of sheer desperation into a war in order to distract the attention of the people from their wretched state of affairs at home, and to give the republic which has fallen into such distress a chance of achieving a splendid victory for France. If the soldiers of the republic returned from the field triumphant then monarchy would have received its death blow. Once more the statesmen at St. Petersburg taunt no pain to conceal their restlessness and a policy which prevents their remaining at Stella's attitude toward Prince Parliaments. How soon their patrons may give out Kerns William will think they believe A physician summoned declared her to read when she fell, from heart attack and sudden shock was too much. Her husband, when all was over, unknown. Laura, delivered custody of her own conscience, seemed on the verge of insanity, she recovered, never again realizing any of manner. She lived thirty of her crime to her grandmother's warning against harboring jealousy and hatred in their home. The company of the Gaiety shortly start on a tour round the Daly Company will occupying during their absence. After having diawn full Boston and Brooklyn, is now boards of the Grand Opera House, and attracting large and audience. Of the Times has the following 10th inst: "Los Angeles Grand Opera House for nine two matines to see Margaret Care was not a vacant seat durment. But the heart of Los Angeles to Mrs. Langtry." Queen of the song, the night-Campani troupe, the pet of world, is a thing of the past, almost entirely gone, and has lost all her vivacity and joy crushed. She was lionized when she was singing her affection is a sad blow to having once heard her, hoped torpuring town once again. Pinafore has been produced at Amsterdam, London, and in commemorative. The cast includes an American prime drama journal has the way of her. "Miss Geraldine Litchi, perhaps, with advantage in faculty of her hustle, which thrombosis to pull her bind has every second turn; in all she is delirious dummer, personal attractions and all. Men's Armure Suite. Salve in the world for ours, alown, ash rhamn, fever chapped hands, shillblain, thin emptiness, and possibly no pay required. It is guaranteed satisfaction or money from 25 cents per box. Sold druggist, Amelia. She resigned her place in Shillito's immediately after her brother's sentence and began working on the case. For nearly three years she has worked inconsistently and indisfagably. She has surmounted obstacles that many men of undaunted courage would quail before, and conquered where failure seemed inevitable. Her patience, courage devotion and love it now seems will be rewarded soon in a full and complete pardon by Governor Gray of Indiana for the fortunate young man, and an simple vindication for him and his family. There are, Miss Kennedy thinks, only a few more links to be welded in the chain of evidence to show that a terrible—an awful—mistake was made when Will Kennedy was convicted. Only two or three more little blows are necessary to show that he is suffering for another's crimes. Miss Kennedy is a striking brunette, one would judge, of about 25 or 28 years of age. She has eyes of flashing black, and features that denote intelligence, determination and great will power. With all this her character is softened by a strong religious cast, and she feels that much of her success in unearthing new evidence has been due to the fact that she has prayed night and day that God might lead her aright in vindicating her brother. Miss Kennedy's first work was to go over into Indiana and look for new evidence in Decatur County. During the period young Kennedy was in jail Sheriff Stork became satisfied of his innocence. It was this kind-hearted gentleman who, heading of Miss Kennedy's mission to Greensburg, went to her valiantly and offered his services. Together they journeyed over the entire country, calling on juniors, wivesmen and country people who attended the Logan meeting. One day Sheriff Stork told her he did not know which way he turn next; and he thought it better to hit the house go the direction he planned and trust to lack. The plan was agreed upon and Miss Kennedy prepared to hear that they had led in the right way. The sheriff would stop every man he met and ask him what he remembered about the murder. One man was found who saw the entire affair and gave a description of the party who did the shooting totally as sincere with the appearance of Kenneth. William Tuthamn, the john who had immediate change of Kenneth while in jail, was within Minneapolis of the shooting and was entitled Kenneth was not this man. Tedford Dickmann, who was within a