br Perhaps Both, was John M. Flora; and Sister William Clisgenpeel--Tull, Stakes and Ship, Senaying One Wife, Que Husband and a Herd of Children, it seems that love does not always run smooth down about Flora, there comes a tale enough to make ones hair stand on end like quills on the, ‘fretful porcupine. We take our cue from the Flora Enterprise Sentinel, which last week gave its readers a fine dissertation on the elopement of John M Flora and Mrs. Will Clingenpeel. ‘This is a little out of our territory and we cannot go into details as we would had it happened in Logansport on-the- Wabash, but it is too good an item to let entirely pass, and boiled down, the facts are as follows: Flora was for merly trustes of Mauroe township; he owns 160 acres of land worth at least $14,000 and was out of debt; he had one wife and four children, the oldest of whom is David, a school teacher; the youngest boy is ten years old; the other two are girls. It would seem tthat Flora and the old lady have long since ceased to wake goo goo eyes at each other, in fact he became tired of her and fell in love with a neighbor's wife, and on Tuesday night of last week these parties secured the ser vices of Bill Hinkle, the Bringburnt liveryman, who drove them to Kokamo where it is supposed they left for Cin cinnati. It seems that these parties tried to elope only a few days before not made a mess of it. A little cilleago Flora tried to mortgage his farm for $4000 and Sept.17 asked his wife to sigw the papers, but she said no, Mr. Flora, not on your tintype. Flora flew into a rage, said he would leave home, where upon his wife asked him if that was not his intention any way as soon as he could secure the money, and he frankly said yes He then packed his bag and baggage, hied himself to Flora and borrowed $1500 from the ‘bank there. Mrs. Flora says that she expects to ‘reimburse the bank for the above amount and proposes to let her feige lora not only fly away to ‘Texas, but to remain there, should that be their destination: whereas the husband of Mrs. Clingenseel, who lost his left foot some time ago, says that he shall make an effort to bring his wife back Madam Clingenpeel was the mother of ‘six children, four boys and two girls, ‘the youngest 7 years and the oldest 20 The farm on whch they lived belongs to John Q. Cline, father of Mrs. Clingenpost. Soon after they had gone, Mr. Flora found the following note, which is worth reproduction. It is certainly in gem of its kind: “Read this when I am gone,” “SEPT. 29, 190%. “1, John M. Fiora, do hereby relinquish all right to and in all of the lands and chattels heretofore belonging to me including two pieces of land containing 80 acres each. Also all stock, grain, hay, household goods and tools. To consist of everthing except my self and clothes and money now in my pocket. ‘All of which Harriet A. Flora is authorized to keep or yell or dispose of us sLo may see fit Voluntarily signed by myself, Joan M. Fiona. On the inside of the sheet of legal cap on which the letter was written was the following: It was more than I am able to stand. Do not Worry about me. I do not expect to ever come back. [ do not wish woy have to any one but no thought is, better apart than dis cord.” And thus a cold, critical, unfeeling world lookaow and condemns, while perhaps, if we knouw all the Iights, shades and shadows of all the hearts concerned, we might in a degree modi fy our judgement. Since placing above to type, the Flora bank has fled suit against Flora to recover its$1,500. Will Clingenpeet has fled suit against Flora for alienat ing his wife’s affections Mrs. Flora contemplates bringing suit for divorce, demanding large slimoos. Our notion is that when these suits are finished the broad acres of John M. Flora will lok like thirty centa. The report is that when Mrs. Cling enpeel escaped in the night, ateast a pocket book containing $200 and a note. The note reads as fulluwa: “My Dear Darling:—Will drive to Kokomo and take the train for Cincknati, where we will goan the 61st train to some point in Michigan. Your In love, em. BF.” The funny thing about it is that they would start for Michigan by the way of Cincionati. This would be about on par with starting to Lucerne by the way of Desk Creek. We can get vouch for the truth of this note story, but if it is true, it shows a good deal of affection for old folks. Young folks are supposed to slop over a little and to see a little more beauty in the men and stare ant in the dew drops than old people. But here is an old fat who gays ‘ My Dear Darling” and also ais ‘Yours in love.’ and our opinion is that It is a genuine case.