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Use "KITCHEN QUEEN"
BAKING POWDER.
Manufactured By
BABCOCK, FOOT & BROWN,
DALLAS, TEXAS.
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USE HERMOSA COFFEE.
F.or Sale By All Groccrs.
Tut up By
BABCOCK, FOOT & BROWN.
DALLAS, TEXAS.
VOLUME 1. NO. 19.
McKINNEY, COLLIN COUNTY, TEXAS. THURSDAY. SEPT. 16, 1886-
81.50 A YEAR.
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COLLIN COUNTY DRY GOODS CO
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DON'T FAIL TO MAKE A SPECIAL POINT OF LOOKING AT OUR
SPLENDID ASSORTMENT OF
New and Stylish Goods for Fall & Winter Wear,
THIS WOULD BOTH PLEASE AND DELIGHT YOU.
COllI COUNTY DRY GOODS COMPANY.
£<COLLIN COUNTY s
FAIR ASSOCIATION.
-:SIXTH GRAND ANNUAL EXHIDITIONi-
BEGINNING OCT. 12, AlnD CONTINUING TO OCT. 1(3
PREMIUMS LIBERAL, ATTRACTIONS GREAT, FEATURES NEW !
The Directors take great pleasure in announcing to the public that the coming Exhibition and Races
promises to be the most interesting and attractive Fair ever held in Collin County. There is on the
grounds a handsome, commodious and altogether substantial Exhibition Hall, in which all Domestic
Manufactures, Field Products, &c., are shown. Our Premium List this year is much more liberal than
our last, and we need only the substantial appreciation of our farmers, stockmen, manufacturers and
merchants to encourage our efforts, and we will insure them in turn our untiring efforts to improve their
respective products. In conclusion we ask the farmers of the county to begin now to get their stock in
trim, and turn out in full force. Thanking you in advance for any favors you may show us we are
THE COLLIN COUNTY FAIR ASSOCIATION.
Catalogues now ready for distribution.
Chicago Dynamiters Again.
A Exploded in the Signal Tower,
Partially Wrecking: the ISuiiding.
Chicago, Sept. II.—The war
against the Lake Shore Railroad
Company in the town of Lake has
broken out afresh, this time in a
new and dangerous manner. The
latest method is the use of explo-
sives in an attempt to destroy the
property of the company, and
which might have involved loss of
life.
A few moments before 12
o'clock last night, James Calvin,
the night operator, was sitting in
the signal tower of the Lake Shore
Company at the intersection of
the main and. stockyards tracks.
The tower is thirty feet high, and
in tr is the machinery by which
the switches and signal gates for a
long distance along the road are
turned. Calvin was alone in the
top of the tower when he was sud-
denly startled by seeing a column
of smoke arise at one side of the
structure. An instant later and
his little room was completely
filled with blinding smoke, which
almost suffocated him. Calvin
started to rush down stairs to in-
vestigate the cause of the unusual
phenomenan, but as he reached
the landing below
a deafening explosion
took place, and at that moment
Calvin saw the figure of a tall,
slender man dart away from the
building. The man was lost in the
labyrinth of cars which cover the
tracks at that place. Calvin was
thrown to the ground with extreme
force by the explosion, and a num-
ber of tools were lifted from the
floor and driven through the win-
dows.
Calvin did not loose conscious-
ness, and after pulling himself to-
gether, rushed out on the track.
Officers Donovan and Costello
were on guard at the time at the
Root street crossing, and they
made a search of the tower. They
were rewarded by finding a twenty-
inch piecc of shattered gas pipe
and a package of something which
looked like cotton, which had been
soaked in some kind of dark
liquid. Smoke was coming from
it and bright sparks were thrown
off. The door of the signal tower
was ajar, and the dangerous explo-
sive had been thrown on the floor.
The explosion shattered all the
glass in front of the house. In tne
cellar are batteries used for electric
signals. There were 1,100 bat-
tery cells in the room, and of these
thirty-tour were broken. Not only
this, but the pneumatic tubes used
in signaling were torn and twisted.
The whole system is
utterly ruined,
and it will take thousands of dol-
lars to repair the damage.
When daylight came another
search was made. In a little shed
at the rear of the tower a small
bundle, supposed to contain an-
other explosive, was picked up. It
was soaked in some substance and
was laid in an old mattress. The
police are afraid to open it, and it
was removed to the town hall.
What makes the attempt more
dastardly is the fact that an out-
ward bound passenger train, No.
12, was due at town a few minutes
after the explosion occurred.
The theory of the police is that
the wreckers hoped to blow up the
towers and when the passenger
train came along to throw the
switch, thus wrecking the train.
other attempts
at destroying property of the
Lake Shore Road were made last
night.
About S o'clock the Lake Shore
Road received from an Illinois
Central train twenty-eight cars.
While these were being taken over
the Root street crossing a switch
was thrown after about half the
cars had passed, causing a general
wreck.
About midnight John Fagin, an
ex-switchman of the Lake Shore
Road, was arrested at Forty-third
street, just as he was about (it is
charged) to throw the switch with
the purpose of derailing the train.
Dead Woman in a Trunk.
Toledo, O., Sept. 11.—This af-
ternoon a trunk arrived by the
Wheeling and Lake Erie road
from Bellville which exhaled so
horrible an odor as to drive the
baggagemen from their posts. It
was placed on the platform and
the police authorities notified.
Soon after their arrival E. Wilson,
who had come from Belleville, on
the Lake Shore railroad, with a
boy, presented a check for the
trunk. He was immediately ar-
rested and the trunk opened and
found to contain the body of a
woman packed in hay. Wilson
and the trunk were taken to the
police station where the coroner
examined the body. It was that
of a woman greatly emaciated,
partly dressed in underclothing of
the finest quality. Wilson is a
school teacher of Ithaca, Ohio,
and was last winter a student of
the Toledo Medical college. He
is held on a charge of grave rob-
bery. He refused to talk.
fcred to furnish him with twenty-
four eggs if he'd eat them all, it be-
ing a part of the agreement that
in case he failed, she was to kick
him soundly and let him go. The
tramp agreed, asking that sardines
and bread be added to the eggs.
The eggs were fried and he start-
ed in. When nineteen disappeared
he was full. He tried to eat an-
other, but it was no use. Then he
made a rush for the door, and just
as he passed out, he was given a
terrible kick, and then the remain-
ing five eggs were fired at him.
A Horrible Revelation.
He Got His Lunch.
A tramp asked a woman in
Hull, |pwa, for a lunch. She: of-
The Dallas Mercury says: Rev.
J. A. Zinn, who is the accreditcd
agent of the Alliance and county
committee of Wilbarger County to
solicit aid for the sufferers from
drouth in that county, makes a
most startling revelation as to the
condition in that part of the State.
Such heartlessness and inhumanity
is almost beyond belief, yet un-
questionable evidence can be
brought forward to prove the
truth of the statement. I\Ir. Zinn
says that the people of Wilbarger
are 011 the very verge of starvation
and have issued their appeal for
help before sending accredited
solicitors with the seal of the
county court attached to their
credentials. These appeals were
disregarded because the Fort
Worth Gazette and other Fort
Worth papers stated in their col-
umns that the people of Wilbarger
County were not suffering. lie
himself and others wrote contra-
dictions of the Gazette's state-
ments, which he himself handed
in for publication, and was prom-
ised that they should be presented
to the public. Yet they never
saw the light. Another fact taken
in connection puts an ugly7 look
on the face of affairs in Wilbarger.
Offers have been made to all the
destitute people who own land, by
the agents of certain syndicates to
purchase their lands, which offers
were refused, and it is stated that
money is in the bank at Vernon
sufficient for, and for the purpose
of paying for the lands of settlers
where they are compelled by star-
vation to give up their homes to
the syndicates and leave the
country. The people believe that
there is a conspiracy among the
rich cattlemen and companies to
starve them out and compel them
to sell their homes for pastures,
and they believe that this is the
reason that their appeals for help
are hushed and their needs denied.
If this is true, it is a disgrace to
human nature. Great God! Can
man descend so low? Can civil-
ized men be guilty of such an act,
too debasing and contemptible
even to be thought of by a wild
Apache. Think of it! Men with
idle money lying in bank amid the
cries of starving children and the
wail of desolate women, suffering
the pangs of hunger, and yet not
even a cent for relief. All avenues
for help closed and the avaricious
demon stands between suffering
families and proffered aid of a gen-
erous public, and demands the
surrender of homes and all the ac-
cumulations of industry as a sacri-
fice for life. Such men are de-
mons. Such heartlessness is beastly.
And should this statement prove
true the indignation of a hospit-
able and honorable people should
visit a very liuricane of wrath up-
on them and sweep them from the
soil they cumber and the State
they disgrace. Let this matter be
investigated, and if true, let the
terrible consequences of their vile-
ness be visited on these heartless,
soulless beasts of prey.
Bill Arp.
Niagara's Whirlpool.
Three persons have recently
passed through the Niagara whirl-
pool and come out alive. The
Philadelphia North American de-
scribes this great wonder as fol-
lows:
The whirlpool, well called the
"angriest bit of water in the
world," is three miles below the
great falls of Niagara. At this
point the river, bending towards
the Canada side, is contracted to
a width of about 220 feet. The
waters rush violently into a deep
depression in the steep cliff that
rises on the Canada Side, then
they emerge, turning back almost
at a right angle to the American
side. This spot seems to be a
portion of the bed of an ancient
channel. Here the angry waters
boil and churn with a fierceness
almost incredible. The waves are
never at rest. They toss and
whirl and toy with the heaviest
timber. It makes one dizzy to
look at the fierce tumult of the
waves.
The great maelstrom covers a
space of about a quarter of a mile
square. Its depths are enormous
and unknown. One thousand feet
of cord was found too short to
reach the bottom. The whirlpool
is in the form of a large circle.
The average force of the volume
of water moving through the can-
yon above is 185,000 feet square.
This compact mass of water moves
with incredible swiftness, entering
the whirlpool on one side, spinning
around like a top and then pass-
ing madly on.
His Idea of Money, and Which Kind
is llest.
Money is a right good thing and
no sensible man will turn up his
nose at it. Money brings comfort
and leisure, and Solomon says in
leisure there is wisdom. A man
who has to be digging away every
day for a living don't have much
time to read and reflect and rumi-
nate. It don't matter whether he
is a merchant or mechanic or
farmer or a professional man, if he
works hard all day he wants to
rest at night.
Money promotes domestic tran-
quility and that is the biggest ajid
best thing I know of. But money
ought to be hard to get, so that its
real value may be appreciated—
money has to be earned
to be prized. If it is in-
herited or drawn in a lottery or
won at games of chance or found
in the road or obtained by lucky
speculation in stocks or bonds or
cotton futures, it goes at a dis-
count. It is undervalued and don't
stick to a man long. A fortune
gained in a year rarely sticks to
anybody. Luck is a right good
thing when it follows along with
labor and honesty, but luck by
itself is a deceiver. "Trust to
luck" is the devil's maxim. I
knew a hard working man who was
so anxious to get ahead that he
stinted his family and invested
part of his earnings in the Louis-
iana lottery for five years and
never drew but ten dollars. Me
told me he had lost £500 that way,
and every time he saw the list
published of the lucky numbers
and read about the lucky men who
drew the prizes it fired him up and
he tried it again. Sometimes I
wish Uncle Jubal and General
Beauregard would tote fair and
publish a list of them fellows who
didn't draw anything. But I reckon
that would be so long and occupy
so many columns in the news-
papers they couldn't afford it.
It is just human to want more
money than we have got, especially
if we are hard run and living on a
strain. I want more myself, and if
I was to find a hundred dollars in
the road I couldn't help hoping
that the owner would never miss
it, and never call for it. Just like
a boy who finds a pocket knife and
feels like it is his. But that sort of
money is not as solid and satisfac-
tory as what we work for. I know
an old preacher who had ten dol-
lars and his son had ten dollars,
and the young man went down to
Atlanta and took all the money to
buy some things and he came
across a wheel of fortune and saw
a fellow win ten dollars just as
easy, and so he was persuaded to
try his luck, and shore enough he
won ten dollars and it hope him
up mightly and he tried it again
and won some more, and he kept
on until he had won fifty dollars
and become a fool, for right then
his luck changed and he lost it all
and his ten dollars and his daddy's
ten besides, and had to borrow a
dollar and a half to get home on,
and like to have perished to death
in the bargain. Well, he belonged
to the church and they had him
up and tried him and he made a
clean breast and told how he was
overtaken and tempted and how
he went on and on until he had
made fifty dollars clean. "And
right there," said the old man, "is
whar John's sin begun. If he had
stopped right there it would have
been all right, but like a fool he
went on and on to destruction."
Well, John wasn't such a dreadful
sinner after all for he wanted the
money to buy something to please
the old folks. But money don't
come tnat easy very often. I knoiv
a man who had been on a strain
for five years, working out his
losses on cotton futures. Some-
times luck runs along with a man
for ten years or more and that
makes him vain, and he thinks his
judgment infallible and suddenly
he collapses like Seney and Eno
Keene. No money is safe except
that made by honest men.
The rewards of labor are mighty
good and sure. Here I set in my
piazza and look over my farm and
see the wheat and oats all in a
strut and waving so beautiful in
the breeze, and I feel proud and
serene, for I sowed that wheat
myself and helped to prepare the
land, and it is my wheat and my
oats and come honestly and was
not made out of somebody else,
and it does me good to cut a few
choice heads and bunch 'em and
take 'em to town and show the
folks what I can do. It beats
money made by luck all to pieces,
and so does walking in my garden
and digging the potatoes I planted
and working them ever so nice and
bringing them in the house to show
to my wife and hear her say,
"They are very fine." She never
says much on that line, she don't,
but a little goes a great way with
me. She never indulges in rapture;
she never uses adjectives to any
excess, such as lovely, exquisite,
splendid and the like, but I know
what she thinks about anything
just as well as if she did; I'm going
to get her a me$s of raspberries
to-day, the first of the season, and
I'll surprise her with them at din-
ner time. She likes that. Women
like these little thoughtful atten-
tions. They are like oil on the
axletree, and make the machinery
run smooth. But then there ought
to be a little money to mix up
with such things. Money is a good
domestic lubricator itself. A man
feels more like a gentleman with
some change in his pocket, and he
ought to always have a dollar or
so just to feel of. It stiffens him
up and keeps him from feeling
like a vagabond. And woman
wants some, too, when a peddler
comes along with tinware or a
wagon load of jugs or the gypsies
come along with lace, or the book
agent comes along with pictures,
and besides it is such a dignified
comfort to have a little hid away
for the children when they are
just obliged to have something to
wear and don't want to ask papa
for the money, for he is so hard
run and talks so poor all the
time.
This is the kind of money that
goes for all it is worth. Money
that comes hard, money that is
earned. Even woman docs not
prize money when she has oodles
of it and has every want supplied.
Folks must be cramped to be hap-
py. They must have something to
stimulate them. Something to
provoke economy and industry
and I am thankful that we've al-
ways had these stimulants at my
house. Bill Arp.
An Earthquake Era.
The Pacific Ocean is evidently
in process of reconstruction. New
islands are making their appear-
ance, showing that the myriad ot
coral insects are still hard at work
laying the foundation for future
continents. Then earthquakes and
volcanos were never so active as
in that part of the world recently.
Last year Java and the adjacent
islands were the scene of one of
the most frightful volcanic erup-
tions witnessed by man since the
beginning of recorded history. At
last accounts New Zealand was
experiencing an outbreak of vol-
canic fury which terrified its in-
habitants. It is evident that there
are serious disturbances just inside
the crust of the earth, and the
suspicion prevails among scientists
that these throes of nature presage
the birth of new islands, if not
great continents. The red sunsets,
which were noticed atter the Ivila-
kua explosion of last year, may
make their appearance again this
year if the theory is correct that
they were due to the expulsion of
fine reddish dust out of the mouth
ot inter-oceanic volcanoes.
Workers, not Loafers, Needed.
Literature, like the ministry,
medicine, the law and all other
occupations, is cramped and hin-
dered for the want of men to do
the work, not for want of work to
do. When people tell you the
reverse they speak that which is
not true. If you desire to test
this you need only hunt up a first-
class editor, reporter, business
manager, foreman of a shop, me-
chanic or artist in any branch of
industry, and try to hire him. You
will find that he is already hired.
He is sober, industrious, capable
and reliable, and is always in de-
mand. He cannot get a day's
holiday except by the courtesy of
his employer, or of his city, or of
the great general public. But if
you need idlers, shirkers, half-
instructed, unambitious and com-
fort seeking editors, reporters,
lawyers, doctors, and mechanics,
apply anywhere. There are mil-
lions of them to be had at the
dropping of a handkerchief.
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The Sex of the Locomotive,
"Why," asked the fat passenger,
"does an engineer always call his
engine 'she ? ' "
There was a moment of embar-
rassing silence, when the man on
the wood box said something
about "her headlight," which was
followed by a hollow groan all
along the line.
"Because," ventured the tall,
thin passenger, "the more you
throttle her the faster she goes."
But this was barred out under
the rules. The man with the sam-
ple case suggested "because she
runs the mail," but everybody said
"Ah, there !" so sarcastically that
he apologized. The cross passen-
ger said "because there was so
much bustle and bang about her,"
and he was fined cigars for the
crowd on the spot. The bashful
passenger said maybe it was be-
cause she "pulled the smoker," and
he was hissed off the stage.
And longer had they sung, but
the woman who talks bass closed
the lodge by croaking: "Because
we couldn't get along without
her."
Fearful Baloon Accident.
A Female Kaloonist tiets a Terrible Fall
From the Skies.
Crawfordsville, Ind., Sept. 10.—
Miss Lula A. Bath, of Cincinnati,
made an ascension in a gas ba-
loon from the Fair grounds to-
day, and came near losing her life.
When five miles north and a half
mile above the earth she attempted
to descend to the grappling hook,
which had caught, but the anchor-
age was broken by a strong wind,
which carried her among some
trees, where the baloon was torn.
The hooks gave way again and she
shot up through the air 300 feet,
when the baloon suddenly burst.
She had the presence of mind to
brace herself firmly against the top
of the basket, and thus saved her
life, although she was badly jarred
by the fall.
A Greenville Row.
Greenville, Sept. 10.—This even-
ing Policeman John Stephens re-
solved to paint the town red, and
as a preamble discharged his pis-
tol through the ceiling of Brown's
Corner Saloon. Mr. Bray, the
proprietor, expecting war, went
for his pistol, and, on account of
careless handling, discharged it
through the floor. This caused
fresh consternation and soon half
the town had collected. Constable
Ilorton, in disarming Stephens,
was assisted by Mr. Tolliver Pitts.
This caused a difficulty between
Stephens and Pitts, and the tragic
events of the evening had a grand
climax in a rough and tumble
fight between them. Both parties
are hors de combat.
Four Children Poisoned.
Ben Jones, one of the most noto-
rious outlaws of eastern Kentucky,
has been captured. He is charged
with committing five cold blooded
deliberate murders, his last victim
being Mrs. Hargin, of Hardin
County, whom he shot dead be-
cause she refused to hide him from
the sheriffs posse, who were on
his trail.
Daingerfield, Sept. 10.—News
reached here to-day that four
children going to school at Harris'
Chapel, a schoolhouse about twelve
miles southeast of this place, were
badly poisoned one day this week,
but at last accounts all were alive.
The poison used is supposed to
have been strychnine, but the
question as to who administered it
or the object therefor is covered
in mystery. Suspicion rests on
no one.
A negro woman living on John
Sparman's farm, twelve miles south
of town, gave her child morphine
for quinine, and it died from the
effect of it Monday.
Watermelons Flavored to Suit.
Col. John Boynton, of Arling-
ton, has discovered a novel way of
flavoring watermelons. He says
you can flavor them with any ex-
tract you desire. His method is :
Before the melon ripens, cut a slit
about an inch long in the stem,
and about two-thirds through it,
and pour in a drop or two of the
extract every morning until you
think the melon flavored highly
enough. Every morning after
pouring in the extract, close the
stem and tie a string aiound it to
hold it together. Col. Boynton
flavored quite a number of melons
in this manner, and is now enjoy-
ing some rare and excellent mel-
ons.—Atlanta Constitution.
An Editor's Vacation.
Times being rather hard we are
going to take our wife to the home
of our mother-in-law next week
for a short visit, and we will give
our readers a little vacation by not
issuing any paper. They won't
lose much, for there is little news
going just now, and we print this
week an editorial on the tariff
which would have appeared next
week. The only thing we have
had to leave out on that account
is Bill Jones' ad. about a farm for
sale, but that is of no consequence
as he hasn't paid us anything for
it yet.—[Dakota Thunderer.
Dimensions of Heaven.
The following curious calcula-
tion, founded upon The Revela-
tion of St. John, is copied from an
old newspaper scrap, the date of
which is lost. It will be read with
interest by Bible students :
"And he measured the city with
the reed, twelve thousand furlongs;
the length and the breadth and
the height of it are equal."
Twelve thousand furlongs 7,920,-
000 feet, which being cubed, is
496,793,o88,000,000,000,000 cubic
feet. Half of this we will reserve
for the Throne of God and the
court of Heaven, and half of the
balance for streets, leaving a re-
mainder of 123,198,272,000,000,-
000 cubic feet. Divide this by
4,096 the cubical feet in a room
16 feet square, and 16 feet high
there will be 30,321,843,750,000,-
000 rooms.
We now will suppose the world
always will contain 900,000,000
inhabitants, and that a generation
lasts 33 1-3 years, making 2,700,-
000,000,000 inhabitants. Then
suppose there were 100 such
worlds, equal to this in number of
inhabitants and duration of years,
making a total of 27,000,000,000,-
000,000 persons. Then there
would be a room 16 feet
feet wide, and 16
each
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