Chaska, MInn., Oct. 1.—Mrs. Louis Scharf and five children and her sister, Miss Mary Roskins, were drowned in the Minnesota river here. The drunken husband and father, who was directly responsible for the fatality which has wiped out h the family, was rescued. Scharf and his family had been visiting the Chaska fair, and started home about 7 o'clock Saturday evening. They lived near Shakopee and had to cross the river on the ferry. Scharf was intoxicated and was driving very fast. When within one block of the river he was stopped by J. Kunz, of the Kunz Oil Company of Minneapolis, and was told to drive slower, which he promised to do but no sooner was he released than he whipped his horses furiously and dashed down the river bank over the ferry and into the river. His wife, five children and Miss Mary Roskins, clung to the wagon box and was rescued. Search was at once begun for the bodies, and those of Mrs. Scharf and two of the children have been recovered. Feeling here runs very high against Scharf, and he will undoubtedly be placed under arrest.

It is a fact well known to every hotel and restaurant keeper in the city that people will steal. Why they resort to peculation is a mystery, but a far greater mystery seems to be wrapped up in the class of articles that are stolen.

Guests who stop at first class hotels and pay their bills in departing have been known scores of times to take with them toilet soap and towels from their rooms. Blankets, sheets, clocks and ornaments likewise disappear with the departing transients.

Nor does the peculation stop at this. Cheap plain trays, cutlery, forks and spoons plainly marked with the names of the hotels are stolen again and again. This seems strange, for if the articles are used by the thief they bear, of course, the indelible evidence of the guilt of the peculators.

Sometimes the stolen articles are recovered, and sometimes they are not. Only recently the proprietor of a local hostel advertised repeatedly and offered a large reward for the return of a valuable clock of large size, which had been taken from the hotel and in a manner never discovered. All the advertising was in vain.

The late John Hoey once succeeded by a shrewdly worded letter in recovering a valuable rug which a well known New York woman had taken with her. As soon as its absence was noted from the Hollywood Mr. Hoey caused to be written to the woman a letter which read substantially as follows:

"Dear Madam—In packing your clothing your maid by mistake included the Turkish rug which was in your room. Kindly have it returned."

The woman had no maid, which fact was well known to herself and to Mr. Hoey. The assumption that the theft was not hers accorded her an opportunity to return the stolen article, which she did at the earliest possible moment, sending with it at the same time a note apologizing for the stupidity of the "maid."—New York Herald

It is true that women demand more of men at the present time than our grandmothers and even our mothers did. Once it was enough to be a man. Now he must be a deserving one, and back it up with a fair show of brains and enterprise, or else the modern girl can get along very well without him. Women reason now where once they blindly trusted. The modern wife exacts less in trivial ways. She expects to be granted in suitable ways the same liberty her husband enjoys. She is his companion, not his toy nor his slave. Men talk of affairs of women now, where they used to speak only gallant words.

Detroit, Oct. 31.—A special to the News from Columbiaville, Mich., says: At 3 o'clock this morning an unknown man broke into Fred Skinner's house, about three miles from here, and attempted to murder Mr. and Mrs. Skinner and the latter's mother, Mrs. Standley. The man entered the house through the cellar, went first to Mrs. Standley's room, struck her with a hammer, crushing her skull. He then went to Skinner's room, struck Mrs. Skinner three times on the head and face and attempted to brain Skinner, but the the latter warded off the blow with a pillow. The murderer then ran from the house, and has so far eluded capture. Mrs. Standley's husband, from who she separated some time ago, is suspected of the crime. He was seen in Columbiaville yesterday. His home is near Pontiac, an d the sheriff has left or that place. Both women will die.

Have you any idea of the enormous pressure sustained by submarine divers while plying their dangerous vocations? We will take 100 feet as the average depth that which such tradesmen work and use that as a basis of calculation. At a depth of 100 feet, which does not seem excessive when we consider the fact that there are spots in the oceans which are approximately five miles deep, the pressure on the diver's body is 44 pounds for each square inch of surface. Let us see what this means. The average man of 156 pounds ha a body of sufficient proportions to present 12 square feet of surface to the pressure of the water. This means that the ordinary diver must work in a place where his body is subjected to a pressure of 38 tons. Nor is this all. For every 27 1/4 inches of depth descended below the 100 foot line which we have adopted as a basis of calculation there must be added one pound pressure to each square inch of the diver's bodily surface. persons who think that divers regularly descend to the bottom of the oceans in the deepest places will probably be surprised to learn that the greatest depth to which man has yet attained is only 210 feet.—St. Louis Republic

A farmer in Bucks county, with black hair and mustache and three days' growth of snow white whiskers, dropped into a Ninth street barber shop, and in the course of conversation with the loquacious artist it appeared that the farmer had for years shaved himself with a jackknife. He though that perhaps that had something to do with the peculiar hirsute contrast, and the barber promptly confirmed his opinion. 'The pulling of a dull razor on the roots of the whiskers," said the barber, "destroys in a short time all the oil and pigment that give color. Most men have too much regard for their nerves to keep it up long enough to turn the beard entirely white, but many partially gray ones are due to that cause. A keen blade improperly handled is equally harmful, as a close scrape of the skin results in numberless seed warts, which can only be removed by a surgical operation."—Philadelphia Record

South McAlester, Ind. T., Nov. 6.—Silan Lewis, the condemned Choctawa murderer, was shot at Wilburton this morning by Sheriff Pursely. the bullet from the sheriff's Winchester missed the condemned man's heart, passing through is body, an inch above the nipple. He had to be strangled to end his sufferings. Sheriff Pursely anticipated trouble, having just before the execution received a telegram from Lewis' friends threatening vengeance, and had over 100 armed deputies at the scene. Arrived at the place of execution, Lewis offered up prayer, following it with a short talk. he then pulled off his coat, vest and boots and the sheriff painted a cross just beneath his left nipple. Lewis then sat down and was blindfolded, while two men held his hands. The sheriff retraced his steps five feet and fired. The bullet went clear through the murderer's body, but had missed its mark, and Lewis threw back his head and sank to the ground, the blood spurting from the wound. End the horrible work the sheriff was finally compelled to take hold of the man's nose and smother him to death. He lived three minutes after being shot. Twenty-six other Indians are under indictment for the same murder for which Lewis was executed. When they come to trial trouble is anticipated, as their sympathizers are aroused. Lewis was fifty-four years old. He had been given frequent chances to escape, because of the sheriff's dread of carrying out the law, but refused to take advantage of them.