A rather remarkable occurrence took place last Saturday morning on the place of Mr. Rick, who lives on the Blue River in the Indian Territory. While crossing a field in from of his house, he was startled by a large rock being hurled through the air and falling to the ground a few feet in front of him. The stone weighs at least one ton. At the time a terrific wind was blowing from the southeast and the rain was falling in torrents, and the lightning was very vivid. Mr. Rick lives on the edge of a prairie and there are no large rocks within five miles of his place. The rock came from nobody knows where. As the phenomenon took place about the same time as the Savoy cyclone, a reasonable hypothesis is that it was caught up by the cyclone and carried to Mr. Rick’s place. If not, where did it come from?

Two special trains from the north, with nine coaches and two sleepers containing the officers and soldier of the First Infantry, en route for San Antonio, will arrive here this morning. There are also nine carloads of supplies in the train. The officers will take breakfast at the Alamo and the troops will be provided with 65 gallons of coffee.

All kinds of rumors were afloat yesterday as to the result of the Chicago Republican convention. Two to one was freely offered that Grant would not get the nomination. At one time it was believed that Edmunds of Vermont had been nominated.

In consequence of much drunkenness among MK&T Railroad section hands, the company has been compelled to discharge them. A large number have been in Denison for more than a week past, on a protracted drunk.

The street crossing at the corner of Gandy street and Burnett avenue has become almost impassable since the rain. The mud is shoe mouth deep. All that is needed is a little ditching. We hope that the street commissioners will give the matter their attention.

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