derer 8 y openHe is5d withinds of otherwas a oini wane who is said he was hat lie ind dt-Mrs. always elson’s he dis-Bhortly i found gs and s earth them, good flooded, withby ther theyas 8u-5 broth-y—Jas-?reder--todo, ing six lollars. )f their eave it. lurance juiring of her 3r a relieved : would si stem’s spicion. They• mere, lollars. eir sis-is not»ter af-b stain leu to of de-on thea more disap-t been• evetyd. ByjcationSI,100 e had t from as he ney he id* de-t over, against t to be leave,aannert. She ill, and ill?, re-id her ds and Nearly of get-;ructed00. Ity until a man . Her he pol-nto hergorous-rought[. She n th e ing the to fol-n, and lerson,lie had3t time 1- look id, the have a eft she sit her1, Ind., (Vnder-ville, a ndian-razil isfound d from but it her to le the-her i porter derick rother.iderickHe is from a jaid he. bucket i to be ife is a ei habit strong he did ed his dher,” it that le one riding a fine any of re Su-i a sec-Af-!i rough er, he as heHaute.jelieve rabi-Terre in she r. Hiscome,i. His t Mrs. s iiere. her to [ Mrs. d seen e ever in she il very•s. Nel-sliake of the orever, T thanlsbind as foragam is ableibtodly jood of es and 11 testi-wn byThere •‘porter son for jnd an It. may aiilt; e of ” Cer-/ I now lev canTheyfor him. If reputable citizens are to be believed, Jasper could set anything he desired from his mother that she had to give. She has been known to give him her last dollar, and then redouble her energy in her nefarious work to make more money for him. Shortly before she left Anderson (a month or six weeks) she gave him $300. He was “the joy of her life,” “the prop of her declining years.*’ For him she “worked,” schemed and sinned. She supplied his wants whenever he called on her. Why then would he kill her when he could get every dollar she had by asking for it?A citizen of Anderson advanced a plausible theory to the reporter. Mrs. Nelson said she intended to leave Anderson. She said she was afraid some one w juld bum*her out. She said she intended to go where she could carry on her business and not lie molested. She probably selected this city, where she knew that many houses had nourished for years and had become a land mark. She may have come here with that intention, and fell among thieves.The reporter learned that there was a girl in Anderson who was a “mash” of Jasper’s, who could, if she would, throw some light upon the subject of his whereabouts. She was called upon but would furnish no information.“I’m no sucker; go soak your bead,”and she got up and flirted out of the room, leaving the reporter to follow her. “You follow me any further and your head will get cracked,” said she. The reporter assured her that it wouldn’t, and informed her that he would go where she went till she told what she knew. “Jasper is not with his wife, I’ll tell .you that much.”' She grew calm, talked in a sensible manner, owned up that she hadn’t heard from him since bis mother left, and said she had another “sucker” in town with more money than Jasper had.The reporter returned to the city yesterday and called on Dr. Pence. He stated that he knew the Bron-nenberg brothers. They had all been to the seances. They were honorable men, and strong spiritualists. He did not know Mrs. Nelson. “If she was ever here she came in cog” said the doctor.As far as unraveling the mystery is concerned, it’s deeper than ever. All that is known is that she was murdered, and undoubtedly murdered for her money. There could be no other cause.Bayless and Vandever left Terre Haute yesterday morning for Anderson to further investigate the case.Last night the Express received the following special from Anderson:Anderson, November 10.—There are no new developments which I am atlibertv to state now, but within forty-* •eight hours I will send you all the particulars, with the name of the guilty man, etc.AN OUTRAGE!A Brutal and Ignorant Policeman Insults Normal Students.Two Young Ladies Hounded Throngli the Streets by Officer Welch.didandthethenThe fullowing communication was handed in to the Express yesterjav evening. It tells its own story:Thrre Haute, Nov. 10, 1383.Our class had gone to the nail works with our chemistry teacher, and after going through the works the rest of the class, with the teacher, decided to go to the blast furnace, but we being very tired thought it best to return home. As nearly as we remember we were three squares from the nail works on the railroad when we passed a policeman. We were talking together about our school work. We observed that lie was trying to walk with us. He then came near us and said “Where do you belong?” We did not answer him. lie repeated this question again and again. We then told him, “We are Normal students and have been to the nail works with our teacher. He with the rest of the. class have gone to the blast furnace; we are going home.” He then asked “Whatare your names?” We did not answer this question, but told him he had no right to molest us in this way. lie then gave us to understand that we were his prisoners until we identified ourselves. He said, “I’ll know who you are. You are sporting women, are you not?” We were greatly frightened *at this [re-mark, and being nearer the nail works than the city, we decided to go back there for prote«ion. We went back as fast as we could go, the policeman following us. We had not gone far when we met a man and a woman coming toward the city. We askeir them to protect us. The policeman said, “You need not ask them; they do not know you.” They not offer auy protection, seemed disposed to let matter alone. The policeman insisted upon our going to the furnace to meet our friends, but we felt safer with the strange people, and decided to keep in their company, as far as thev went, which was to Tenth street. We here insisted upon the truth of our statement to him and asked him to leave us. He answered, “You have lied to me.” Feeling perfectly helpless in his hands, ye made our way toward the normal buildingas fast as we could, that being thenearest place where we would findfriends. After we had walked somedistance together—the man and womanhad followed behind,—he said, “I would call a patrol wagon if there w?s one in sight. It is too bad to have such nice looking ladies as you walk. You have lovers out at the nail works, have you?” We made no answer to these remarks. He taunted us every now and then by saying, “Yrou are normal students, are you? That is all right. I am going to take you to the normal building to he identified.” Other than these remarks at several different times nothing was said until we reached Main street, at which place we pleaded with him to take the opposite side of the street, hut he refused, hut said he would walk behind us; hut before we had gone half a square he was at our side. We kepr on the south side of Main street until we reached Seventh street, when we crossed to the north side, and then to our great relief we met PresidentBrown.The above is signed by two members outlie senior class at the normal school; two bright, spirited young ladies. An Express reporter talked with President Brown. He said that when he came upon the young ladies the policeman wa3 at their side, and the students, seeing him, began crying. He learned from them what had occurred, and as soon as the policeman realized that he had been guilty of outrageous conduct, he slunk away. President Brown says he learned that his name is Welch, andhis number is 23.tural Society.He Announces That He Proposes toRnn the Concern.' At a few minutes of 2 o’clock yesterday afternoon Mr. Joe Blake mountedthe platform at the mayor’s desk in the council chamber and said “'the meeting will come to order.” There were ten or twelve gentlemen scattered about the chamber, hut with one or two exceptions they did not pay much attention to the announcement made by Mr. Blake.The gentlemen present were stockholders of the Vigo Agricultural society, and the day and hour were the ones set for the annual meeting. Mr. W. P. Bcachainp, president of the association, was talking with several stockholders when Mr. Blake rapped for order, hut beyond looking at that gentleman rather curiously, did not heed the unusual proceeding. After a few moments Mr. Blake addressed Mr. Beauchamp, asking him if he intended calling the meetirg to order.“I am in no hurry” said the president.“Well, I want the meeting called to order. I am going to run this meeting,” emphatically remarked Mr. Blake.“I don’t intend you shall” retorted the president of the Vigo agriculturalassociation.“You will see,” replied Mr. Blake.Presently Mr. Beauchamp mounted the platform and Mr. Blake stepped to one side as the former rapped for order. It was plain to be seen that there was what is sometimes denominated “a ruction” in the Vigo agricultural society.It was announced that Mr. Egbert Curtis, the secretary of the society was confined to his house by sickness; that he had been sick since the fair and that consequent!/ his report was not ready to he submitted in due form. Some of the directors, however, read from his hooks what they thought would be sufficient information for the time being. The books showed receipts this year of $5,207.83 and expenses $5,119.66, with $87.17 remaining in the treasury to meet $2,012.83 indebtedness. A discussion arose as to the advisability of adjourning for two weeks to allow the secretary’s report to be made up in a complete manner. This proposition finally carried. Then came the election of six directors to take the places of the six who retirethis vear. There are twelve directors •»in all and every year six are elected for two years. The six elected yesterday are Messrs. J. H. Blake, W. E. McLean, B. F. Rogers, J.M. Sankey, G.A. Schaal and A. B. Pegg. Mr. Joseph Gilbert was elected, but declined to serve. Mr. Schaal was chosen to fill the vacancy. Of thesesix only one is a re-election, Mr.JB. F. Rogers.' The five who retired are Messrs. Samuel McKeen, Phillips, Wallace, Cusick and Beauchamp. The six who hold over are Messrs. U. R. Jeffers, J. M. Bolton, Joh~Aaron Moon, Reuben Butz, and Egbert Curtis. There were twenty-four votes cast in the voting for directors and about a dozen gentlemen were present.It said Mr. Blake held enough proxies to carry any point he may have had in view. For some time he has been trying to get control of the fair grounds. They are now leased to the Vigo Agricultural Association, the lease running until 1886. Mr. Blake has proposed to the Association that if a sub lease to himself were made he would pay the indebtedness, upwards of $2,000 now hanging over the association, and let the association have the grounds one week in the year to conduct a fair.. His scheme is to make a resort of the grounds. He had a charter from the county to build a sfreetcar track from the city limits to the grounds, hut this, it is said, expired in August last. The question now is whether, since he has got into the hoard of directors, he will be able to make the point which he has failed to make heretofore. The meeting, two weeks from yesterday, will be held at his office. Officers will tiien probably be elected by a meeting of the directors.Dccr in Collision.Galveston News.Mr. John Warren is the oldest settler in Hockley, and is probably one of the most successful deer hunters in the state. A few days ago he met with success unprecedented throughout all his hunting experience. Through that strategic maneuvering known only to the experienced trapper, Mr. Warren came within rifleshot of an unsuspecting buck browsing upon the prairie,and fired upon him. About 150 yards further on was another deer, feeding around as unconcerned as his companion. At the crack of the huntsman s trusty rifle both deer started off full speed, running diiectly toward each other. In closing the distance between them and about midway, the two deer collided with terrible force, one of them springing about twenty feet in air, and both falling to the ground dead—killed by the collision. On exploring the bodies, Mr. Warren found that he had but slightly wounded the buck at which he had shot, and that the death of each had beer, caused by the force with which the animals had come together.Origin of (he Reclining Chair.The St. James Gazette says that Mr. Henry Havard, in his recently published work “L’Art dans le Salon,” attributes the invention of the reclining chair to a curious piece of etiquette scrupulously observed in France during the period of the old French Monarchy. Whenever the king honored with a visit an invalid whose illness was oi such a character as to force him to keep his bed, a second bed was invariably placed in the room close to the sufferer’s couch. IIis majesty reclined on the spare bed, and lay in a recumbent posture during the entire time occupiod by the visit. When Louis XIII. visiteiCardinal Richelieu during* his illne®, this cumbrous etiquette was rigidly adhered to, as it was likewise when Louis XIV. went to see Marshal Vi liars after he received his wound. The second bed, hv successive modifications, became eventually the modern reclining chair.A number of young men living in Shakopt¥|irMinn., reading of the downfall of the original Jesse Jkmes gang,determined that the era of bandits in this country should not be a thing of the past* and forthwith resolved themselves into bandits of the most ultra kind. They armed themselves with pistols and knives, each stole all he could from his parents, and then all »-paired to a convenient cave in the £tuv rounding mountains, trom which they\4%«!1JiIa.mviiiuii!*; .MW*.---—rz % 1 +daily sallied forth on depredate^ tours until the town authorities finally. 1 . I . M a! 1 nrL nMA an am* 1a- ■ **u« pwiguish