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EPIS Heart with Love's flag half-mast high, Love has come, but Love passed by. Faithless Hope his colors bore; Folly opened wide the doer. And* he stopped a iittle space, Ere he turned away his face. Now thou shait alike repent That he entered, that he went. p 1 The Loss of Hr U ' ?== A A mw\< bid v my Bill's Long Search Rewarded. Q)t A figure of haggard and bewildered inebi'ation came in through the swinging doors of the Seaman's Glory Saloon, and carao to an unsteady halt against the bar. "1 didn't leave a s^ail tin bucket in here, did I?" the new-comer asked of the bartender. This official cast a bleared eye upon the questioner, and shook his head. "No, you ain't left no such pail around here, Bill. Maybe it was at the Bowhead?" , "I just came from there," said the other, thickly. "It ain't there. I do wonder now' what I did with them there remains." He threw a fluttering glance at the bartender, and then dug deep into a pocket. "Lemme have some gin," he continued, more briskly. The banteeper set tne oottie cut, and watched his customer imbibe. As he put the bottle away again, he said: "Maybe you'll find 'em at Smithy. Look there?" "That's so. I may have left them remains right there." He smiled faintly, and wavered on his legs. "By gum, I'll jest bet that's where they are. I'll go see." And with labored rait Bill departed. , "Porr chap!" said Twizzle. "That misfortune did for Bill." "What misfortune?" I asked. "Who's Bill?" "Bill was terribly unlucky," was the response. "Bill lost his motherin-law." "T don't see how that should affliSt him," I retorted. Twizzle drained his beer glass, and shook his head with an understanding leok at the bartender. The latter also shook his head, and both seemed stricken with a sad and poigant memory. "It's a terrible misfortune," murmured the barkeeper. "To think," continued Twizzle, "of what Bill has suffered every night when he goes home and his wife says, 'Bill, Where's mother?' and Bill i don't know. Awful!" " 'Orrihle!" assented the other. "Lost his mother-in-law in a tin tucket," Twizzle went on, raising his voice. - * "And set it down without ever knowm' where he left it!" exclaimed the bartender. "Awful!" boomed Twizzle. " 'Orrible!" the bartender responded. I plucked Twizzle strongly by the sleeve. "Look here," I protested, "I'm all in the dark. Tell me how J Bill lost his mother-in-law. What's all this nonsense about a tin pail?" 9 "It was an awful misfortune," i Twizzle answered, solemly. "It did Bill up. He ain't never held his head up since." "Since what?" I cried, in vexation. "Since he lost his mother-in-law in a tin bucket," roared Twizzly, fiercely. "What do you suppose I mean?" "Easy now, Sam," urged the bartender. "The gent don't know the partic'lers." "I don't," said I, "and I'm anxious to learn them." "Why didn't you say so before?" Twizzle demanded, suspiciously, "and not go a-doubting of my word?" *'y protestations of credulity nearly participated another flurry on Twizzle's part, but the bartender came to my aid, and between us we soothed '-'m into a narrative mood. "Bill was my mate on the Oom Paul," he explained, "and he got married to a little woman living on Russian Hill here in San Francisco. Bill was terrible pleased. 'Never saw such a woman, Cap'n,' says he. 'And she and her mother run that house shipshape as you please.' " 'Mother-in-law living with you?' I asks. "Bill sort of edges away. 'Of course,' says he. 'I couldn't expect Mary to live all by her lone while I'm at sea. She needs company.' "But Bill didn't cotton to that mother-in-law the way he wanted to. She sat heavy on his digestion. He couldn't warm up the way he ought to and the way his wife thought he should. But Bill didn't say much except one day before we got into port he says, 'Cap'n, I wonder if my moth er-in-law likes me.' " 'Do you like her?' I demands, real blunt. " '1 try to do my duty,' says he. " 'An unpleasant duty?' I suggests. " 'She s^ts to sort of hoodoo me,' he blurts out. 'I'm afraid she'll be a misfor une ..o me yet.' And which same she was. Poor Bill! he tasted what was coming. "So thirfgs went on for voyages several. Bill he seems sad in his bosom when he thinks of his wife's ma, and speaks considerable about misf.rtunes. You see she wr.:. a small, black-eyed woman with ideas. "One voyage we got back to . San Francisco, r-d Bill leaves for Russian Hill in his best clothes. Jn a ODE. Though noon glory he withdrawn, Grateful was the radiant dawn. Master of the subtlest art. Hope has gladdened soul and heart; Folly more than Truth was wise, While she dwelt in Paradise. Better for my Hag half-mast. Than that Love had never passed. ?F. Bobbins, in Lippincott's. i Motm-Law. ? M bd 7i\ 'iMM> ww iy{\ By John Fleming Wilson. ^ *<-S 0 couple - * hours he comes back. 'Can I iia*e a couple of days off?' he inquires. " 'What for?' I demands. " 'My wife's ma is dead,' says Bill, 'and I want to bury her.' " 'Take a week,' says I real hearty, 'seeing it's your mother-in-law. Do the job up well, and good luck!' " 'I'm afeard,' says Bill. 'I'm afeard of misfortune. She rever liked me.' " '^he can't do you dirt now,' I comforts him. 'Stow her away in the ground, and batten her down under a white stone.' " 'But she's left a will,' says Bill. " 'What's the difference?' I retorts. 'Bury her.' " 'I can't,' says Bill. 'She left it in her will ythat she was to be cremated.' ' " 'Cremated!' I exclaims. 'Do you you mean she wants to be stuffed and put on the mantle-piece ? Don't you do it, Bill.' " 'It's not that,' says he. 'She wants to be burned to ashes?cremated in an oven.' " 'I see,' I remarks, real hearty, 'end you don't fancy eating vittles cooked after her.' ' 'No!' he yells. 'I've got to take her to a crematory and burn her in a place made for that. It's a ceremony same as burying.' " 'Well, why don't you go ahead?' I demands, some vexed at his stupidity. 'I'd burn my mother-in-law in a minute. I take it 'kind that your wife's ma left word to do it.' " 'I'd rather bury her,' says Bill. 'You see when she's burned, Mary wants ihe ashes back to keep in the house. She says it's the proper thing.' "I din't just see what the trouble was, but ac Bill was low in his mind I cheered him up as best I could, and told him to take as ?anny days as was needful to make a gocd job of burning his wife's ma. "Next day Bill turns up in the afternoon, quite solemn in black clothes. 'I 'want you to do me a favor,' says he. " 'What is it?' I asks. " 'Come with me to the cremation,' he says. 'Mary says she can't bear to go, and I don't want to be alone. Doesn't seem scarcely decent.'" 'I aint a good mourner,' I says, \'but I never desert a shipmate.' So we trotted off to the crematory, and sat on chairs in front of a furnace while Bill's wife's ma was cremated. It was terribly , gloomy, specially when th3 man in command came and says very solemn and blue, 'It's all over. What shall you do with the ashes?' " 'She's gone,' says Bill. 'Poor woman! Did she leave many ashes?' " 'Not many,' says the man/ 'Will you take 'em with you?' "That's the proper thing?' Bill demands. " 'It is,' says the man. ' 'All right,' says Bill, resigned. 'I thought maybe Mary was wrong, but what's proper must be done.' "So the man sweeps up the ashes and brings them out in a little pot. 'Here are the remains,' he explains. " 'How'll I carry her?' asks Bill, all in a cold sweat, looking at the little pot. " 'Put her in your pocket,' I says. " 'It don't seem decent,' Bill protests. 'i can't carry my wife's ma home to her in my pocket.' "So we discusses the matter, and I suggests a hearse. 'Too big,' says Bill. 'I aint going to make a joke of it hauling this little through SanFrancisco in a big wagon.' "It all ends by us starting out with the pot in our hands very gingerly. So we goes for a few blocks, when Bill gets an idea. 'I'll buy a bucket,' says he, 'and put the pot in that. There won't be no scandal that way.' "I was doubtful in my mind, but let it go, seeing it wasn't my funeral. We got a tin pail stowed the remains in it, and started on. Presently Bill says, This is a sorrowful occasion. 'Let's have a drink.' So we had a drink, and Bill felt better. We had another, and Bill thought it was all for the best We stopped in another place, and he said it was queer to think how death came to all of us. 'I thought she never would die,' he remarks, lugubriously. " 'You better get home with them remains,' I exhorts him. " 'Looks like a lunch-pail,' says he. I must comfort Mary for the loss of her ma.' " 'Do,' says I. 'Excuse me if I quit chief mourning and go back to the ship.' "So I left him and went back to the Oom Paul, where I ate a dinner not so hearty as usual for thinking of a tin bucket with a mother-inlaw in it. I was smoking my pipe afterwards when in comes Bill, all flustered. "'What':: the matter?' I demands, for he looked terrible upset. " 'I've lost her,' he retorts. " 'Lost who?' I inquires. " 'My mother-in-law,' says he. 'She's around somewhere in a tinbucket.' "Come to find cut Bill had been ! * terrible low after I left him, and ' stopped several times for drinks. ] When he gets home he's some ex- t ( alted. 'Where's ma's remains?' de- j > mands his wife. t "Then Bill was up against it, and ] can't explain. 'How could I?' he de- f mands, tearful, 'when I'd left the old ( woman sitting on some bar?' i " 'You couldn't,' I answers. But i 1 u r- J T o ? uuveu t yuu iuuuu xier: i " 'No!' he bawls. 'She ain't no- | where to be found. I knew she'd | | bring me bad luck.' And he ain't to ; be consoled." j Twizzle heaved his huge shoulders j i in .commiseration. "You saw him j just now? Well, Bill's been hunting that tin pail with them remains in all these years. Of course, every , bar he goes into to inquire he takes a drink. When he said ttiat old woman would bring him misfortune, i hu was right. He ain't been sober since that funeral, if so you mi gut call it. Poor Bill! He was a good seaman, too: But marriage undid him. They say his wife takes on awful." "Do you mean to say," I remarked, "that you've let that man go to the dogs just because of his mother-inlaw's remains being lost in a tin bucket?" Twizzle looked at me with renewed suspicion. "What of it?" he demanded. I took him to one side and spoke in his ear. A grin overspread his heavy visage, and the bartender was called into consultation. "It's a scheme," said the latter, genially. Twizzle swore with vociferous jubilation. "If there's anything I cher- i ish," he said, boomingly, "it's the I ^ -*e *1 * PJlTq , tnOUgnL Ui lUUUUg uai. ma ui j- m ? wife." Two weeks later I went down to see Twizzle off for Shanghai. He introduced me to his mate, a somewhat pinched-looking seaman. "Bill's been suffering from the loss of his motherin-law," Twizz4e explained. "I hope it's all right," I said. Tne captain of the Oom Paul took me into his cabin. "He found her in a tin pail in the Bowhead," he told me with prodigious solemnity, "just where he lost her." "Funny he shouldn't have found it before," I remarked. "You nevrr can tell what a mother-in-law will do," was the response. "But them ashes looked wonderful natural."?San Francisco Argonaut. Sparrows Beaten by a Hen. Few mothers have triumphed over more difficulties in the rearing of their families than Nellie, a little brown hen whose home is in a box on the bank of the Chicago River, near North avenue. Besides the perils of steam and street cars, of heavy traffic and deep ditches, Nellie has been forced, literally, to,3ght for the protection of her brood ever since she brought the little ones into the world three weeks ago. In that time she has killed twenty sparrows, members of a colony seemingly entered into a pact to destroy her offspring. The birds have killed four of Nellie's chicks, half of her family. sWar was declared between Nellie and the sparrows the morning the little hen proudly came from her nest with her eight tiny chicks. The | trouble started over a dish of cornmeal provided by a bridge tender for the hen and chickens. The sparrows wanted the meal, and to get it made a concerted attack on the hen and chicks. Nellie killed four sparrows in the first battle, while the bir^s took the lives of two little chickens. The scrimmage ended with the sparrows in flight, but a guerrilla warfare has followed. The sparrows have succeeded only twice in their efforts to isolate Nellie's young ones, but on those occasions quickly beat the little chicks to death with their wings and bills. The chickens have now reached an age to be able to fight back when attacked, and the sparrows are giving up the fight.? Chicago News. Spinning Wheels Vanishing. The Russian manufacturers went after the Irish linen industry a few years ago. They imported some of the best of the Belfast factory hands. They went over the world for looms and other machinery. They Drougnt * Irishmen from country districts to bleacli the flax, but the result was as sorry as when the spinners of Paisley tried the same experiment. With every Irish bride goes presents in linen that would be more acceptable to our sensible girls than the silver articles lavished on them. A generation ago no Irish wedding was c~~i~ plete without a spinning wheel, but now the linen comes of finer texture i from the mills of Belfast.?New York Press. West Virginia Bear Hunt. A large black bear caused quite an excitement in this section last J week. He was first discovered near I Aleck Park's residence with an air i of bravery not altogether lovely. Aleck has two fierce dogs that I chased him up against the garden ! c ~ A no if nfton fho PQCO Tin I itJUUC, aiiU, CUO itJ UikVii ? i gun could be found loaded, and after ] tossing the dogs around over the 1 , meadow with apparent ease he > crossed over to near Harper Wol- ! ; ford's on the creek and made his es- t( .; cape in the jungle, hotly pursued by 1 ?: a dozen or more men and dogs with 3 [ I short breath and fast beating heart*. : j?Hampshire Review. ! f GOOD || @ ROADS. |: . - . ? - - ? - j Senator La timer on Road Question, j I Senator Latimer, of South Caro- j ina, has come to the front as one of j he leading champions of road im- ! movement. In fact, he was elected I :o the Senate mainly on that issue. I 3e introduced into the Senate a bill ror national aid similar to that which 2ongresman Brownlow introduced nto the House, and he has defended t ably and eloquently. In an address lelivered at the Beacon Society dinler in Boston he said: The improvement of the common mads of the country engaged the at:ention of our ablest statesmen from j LS02 to 1S32, and during that period , ibout $14,000,000 was appropriated j ay Congress for road purposes. All ; :he great minds of that period were j r\ ill /-.or f T>ie? mi fVvn I iiJL V.UULCUiii5 lUlO 4UCOHUU LKJ VU ?? the highest importance in deter- ! mining the happiness and proseprity j )f the American people. It is to-day, j is it was then, a question which de- j nands the earnest consideration of j jvery American citizen. The mud , ;ax, levied on our people by the mis- J arable condition of the common j -oads, is the most onerous that we t lave to pay. It will astonish you to j snow that it costs the people of the j Jnited States every year more to i ransport the surplus products of the j Arm and forest to the shipping point j ;han the total cost of transporting 1 ill the freight, passengers, mail and express, over all the railroads of the ! jnited States. In 1896 the railroads j eceived from all sources a little over ; >.700,000,000. Every dollar of this : vas returned to the people in the em- j jloyment of labor, payment for ma- j ;eriai, in taxes to the States, and in j nterest on invested capital. The one )illion dollars or more spent in cost )f transportation over the dirt roads vas a total loss, not one cent being eturned to the people in taxes or as nterest on invested capital. And yet ; :his is only a portion of the loss. j In this enlightened age no one 1 luestions the stupendous advantages vhich would follow a complete sys;em of improved roads. The cost )f the work would be paid by the savngs of or-> year. On the improved oads of Europe the cost of trans- i jorting a ton a mile is from eight to ;welve cents, while in< the United j States the cost averages twenty-five i' :ents. a reauciion 01 inis cost oy me-half would save to the American j leople $500,000,000 per annum. The practical question which con- j ronts us to-day is how is this con- I iition to be met and overcome? I Jpon whom must the burden of this ;reat undertaking fall? We have j .ried the present system, which was ! nherited from England, which has ! lot resulted in much improvement in ; he last one hundred years, and, in ! ny judgment, will never prove a sue- ; :ess. It is evident that some change in j >ur method of road improvement j nust be adopted. The local com- ! nunity is not able to construct roads i maided. Many of the "States are not j ible to do so, and even if they were, i here is a feeling which, in my opin- ; on, is justly founded, that it would . >e unjust to require them to bear the | vhole burden. The consumers of I aw material and food products :hrc#.ghout the United States are equally interested with the producer n lowering the cost of transporta- i ion, as they, in the end^ have to pay his heavy tax.* As this burden can- ' lot be equally distributed, except by ilacing it on all the people, and as ;he most remunerative powers of aising revenue, originally held by he States, are now ia the Federal , Government, it is only by an appro- j iriation out of the Federal Treasury j ;hat the improvement of our roads l >an ho nrrnmnHRhpd with justice tO ill the people. / The next question which presents tself is as to the power of Congress :o make such an appropriation. I. ;hink that the power exists by express grant in the Constitution. Bas-." ng nay opinion on the views of such ! eminent men as Madison, Monroe, 5allatin, Webster, Calhoun, Clay and kdams, and taking into consideration ; ;he legislative history of the coun:ry, I hold that the power is clearly ; jstablished. The power has been ex jrcised whenever Congress thought it vise to do so, and the only question ' vhich is really important is whether ar not this is a proper subject for? Federal aid. All that is asked by the Jill introduced by me is the appropriation of a fund for road purposes, j The States are to furnish the right; )f way, maintain the Toads after they I ire built, and pay one-half the cost. 1 Congress is not asked to invade the States, but simply to appropriate money as an aid to an object for the general welfare and happipess of all :he people. There could be no better investment of the public funds ;han in road improvement. It would snhance the value of farm lands from ten to fifty per cent. An increase in j value of $5 an acre would add $3,- ' 000,000,000 to the wealth of the j jountry in this item alone. The con- j jestion of business during the winter j months would disappear, and our ! people could go to the markets at all ; times. In fact, the material advan- | tages which would follow are- too j aumerous to mention and too creat ; to estimate. What'will we do with the propo- j sition? Will we go on for the next ane hundred years as we have during the last, or will we arouse ourselves and make this question a burning issue before the people until the result Is accomplished? i * r : PalmettoState News-i >i k I r W'f ^ f ^ ^ ^ y ^ V < | For Charleston Navy Yard. A Washington dispatch says: The i bureau of yards and docks has'award- j ed The contract for building the pew- ] er house at the Charleston, 5. C., navy j yards to Symons & Mayrant Company, of Charleston, at $140,000. * * * Plan to Euiid Tourist Hotel. The Riverside' Land Company at Greenville r.as given out the announcement that it intends to build a tourist hotel on their suburban property to cost $225,000. An amusement park will also he laid cut and put in operation at a cost of $35,000.' Work has already begun on the park project. ? I * * Mother and Child Drown. While fording Kutman creek, about twelve miles from Walhalla, 5!r. John Watkins, a prominent farmer, his wife and tnree children were swept from tlieir wagon by the severe swollen sti earn. The mother and infant chil l were drowned, tLe father and other two children were rescued. * * * * Lest His Mind Over Lynchings. Bob Faust, colored, 20 years of age, of the Greenwood section has gone crazy, thinking over the recent lynchings. and announced that he would assault every woman he met. Three' times he attacked colored women and was driven away without doing thern injury, and at last he entered the premises of Benjamin King, a white farmer, living m the Coronaca section. loudly proclaiming that he meant to assault the wemen of the place. He had a gun, but King succeeded in disarming him, and later, securely bound, he was taken to Greenwood, apparently a raving maniac.. * * * Social Clubs Must Pay Licenses. Social clubs of Columbia, and, m fact, throughout South Carolina will have to take out a retail revenue license if alcoholic liquors are kept in the lockers. For the past two weeks. n wrwaenn^atitro n f tTlo intf-ilial TP VP Ot I U ] M WC4) l>& T v V?. v ? ?A wv? M??a a v . v nue department from Washington has been in Columbia, and has investigated the law and the facts thoroughly. Finally it has been decided by the department at Washington that ihe clubs must pay the tax, and, accordingly, the officers of a number of them in this state have been so notified. The others will be notified as soon as they can be reached. There is nothing qriminal or anything that would involve an indictment in the notice served on the clubs, although the decision is of interest. * Will Slend its Own Whiskies. The board of directors of the South Carolina state dispensary, at its regular meeting in Columbia a few days ago, adopted a resolution whereby the institution will blend its own whiskies in the future. This is regarded as an important step and means a curtailment in the purchase of case goods from the various whisky houses. The institution will buv its whiskies in bulk from bonded warehouses and blend and bottle them in the state dispensary. It is decided to make the resolution effective as soon as the necessary notice can be inserted m the advertisements for bids. * * * Convicts Cut Guard's Throat. Feigning illness, three negroes, Alonzo Goodwin, Hammond Wilson and George Kenny, convicts serving long terms on the chaingang of the sanitarv and drainage commission work near Ashley Junction, stopped in the stockade and having asked for water, seized and overpowered H. C. Stello, the white guard, and cut his throat with a butcher knife. Tsvo "trusties" at the stockade were locked in by the men, who ransacked the guard rooms, donned civilian clothes and escaped into the nearby swamps. The men, contrary to rules, were not chained in the stockade. The trusties broke out and spread the alarm. A sheriff's posse started in pursuit with bloodhounds. ? * * Weather Favorable For Cotton. . Weather conditions for the past week have been favorable to the cocton crop in the state. Wihilc the crop has not progressed much, it can be said with certainty that it has uot <T1 iJio lact suviin lUdi aii.t tunig Ai* UAV .%?vv w , y ? . In the lower part of the state there has been zo<f muck rain, and the plant is grassy. Above Columbia, however, on red lands, the plant is large, but not well fruited. J. C. Cant well, of the firm of D Crawford & Son, of Columbia, an old and experienced cotton buyer, gives it as his opinion that the yield in South Carolina this year will be between seventy and seventy five per cent of that of last year. Mr. Camwell says that the dry, hot weather of last week was not favorable to the crop, but thinks that whatever was lost lias been gained by the more favorable conditions * of the present week. There has been little or no change in labor conditions, the Situation in , * this respect being abcnl the same as it has been all the season?scarcity of labor. * * * Negroes Approve Lynching.' When asked for a -statement con- VJ corning the lynching of Bob Davis, near Greenwood, the governor said ne had nothing to say further than that- after a conference with Solicitor Gonner of the Greenwood circuit, net had instructed that officer to take immediate steps to prosecute the known members of the mob. As the sentiment among the best citizens of the county as well as a number of negroes is in sympathy with the action of the mob, it is hardly probable that the prosecutions will amount to anything. The negro citizens of Greenwood county issued the following address in regard to the lynching of Bob Davis: y "We, the negroes of this county, -?v? < A cotr fhtif TT'O oro urith vhn >HiCU IV OU T UUUL ?? V W*V J VW vtM-4. in anythihg so serious as this you gave assistance-in what you thirdc best. We cannot afford, as a lace, to uphold anvthing that tends to lower our Christian or moral standing, an<? the quicker we show that we. are ready to help trace the rascal to his den. the quicker will we have the sympathy of the white man when we are intruded upon. Some evil-minded .colored persons may say that negroes should not have assisted the white men in. their search, but we say to . ^ them, "You are simply needing com- mon sense.' If there is anything lack- ' ing on the part of the negro race it v is that of self-respect and we say that . ' , if he cannot respect himself, teach, him, and do not be partial how and in what manner the lesson be given. Now until the leaders of the race establish the fact that we should join in and overtake any rascal we are J not in lull discharge of our duty* Then let us.' as a race, learn to respect; ourselves and thereby expect it of i. others. "We think we Voice the sentiment of every respectable negro in the ..'7;; country when we say that the country ' is rid/of cue of the meanest, most ' disreputable characters imaginable,* -M and vour thoughts are ours. It is un reasonable to expect* the white men $$$ to respect and protect us when we do not respect ourselves. The only* fa thing wanted was the right man an-i. ^ that is what \vc had and we are sat- .4^ isfied." v UNION TYPOS IN SESSION. > Convention at Colorado Springs Dis- |S cusses Plans for 8-Hour Day. ' |s| The fifty-second annual convention. of the International Typographical Union of North America began in. Colorado Springs Monday. Mayor Henry? C. Hall and other prominent citizens welcomed the three hundred delegates, who represent- 46,000 union ^ printers, and President Lynch of the . || union responded. The chief event of 'r .3 the day was the formal presentation of books to the Amos M. Cummings library at the Union Printers' Home, ; ^f which is located in the city. The ^ chief business before the convention !" is the consideration of plans for car- rying on the fight for an eight-hour . dnv. About $600,000 has been expend ed by the organization up to date in conducting this fight. FORMER SHERIFF SHOT DEAD. s . Storekeeper Claims Wife and Self Were Insulted While Under Arrest. . " I. V. Hinckman, aged 60 years, former sheriff of Miller county, Arkansas, * as shot and killed by H. Brock, in the latter's store at Lane, Lfc., 20 mile3 north of Shreveport, Saturday night. 1 oil fibincr MVe snows were iireu, ^ feet. ?rock, who has been arrested, claims that Hinckman insulted himself and wife. CHEATHAM SHOULD RESIGN Is Candid Opinion of Alabama Com- . missioner of Agriculture. , > . Commissioner of Agriculture R. R. Pccie of Alabama said in an interview Thursday that he believed that Secretary Cheatham of the Southern Cotton Association ought to resign, ? as it has been shown that he'has dealt in futures. He beiieyes that \ erv man has a right to deal ip futures so long a?., such action does not com- . promise others. . TELLER GONE; SHORTAGE FOUND : Investigation of Paducah Bank Reveals Crooked Dealings. (Rumors of irregularities, coupled. " " ~ K??r.f wun tne unaccounuuic auocuyc Phil J. Abbott, teller of the American-German Bank, of Paducah, Ky.f ' caused an Investigation of the bank's ' affairs by the officials with the result " that a shortage of $7,300 in the reserve was found. TRIED TO LYNCH ENGINEER. Dago Survivors of a Wreck Seek to r Avenge Dead Comrades. Three Italian laborers are dead, two are dying and fifteen more are lying injured at Gharlotte, Mich., as the result of?an engine on a Michigan Central work train backing into the train while fifty laborers on the work train were eating their dinner. The uninjured Italians made a rush for the engineer, but he escaped on his' engine. y?