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Ixe Mitfiifa ailrj gagfe: IfricTatj IPormug, cMucr 10, X89P.
MAKfc YUUK MAUN.
In the quarries shculd you toD,
Make your mark;
Do you delve upon the soil,
Slake your mark;
In whateTer path you po,
knarbatev plac you stand,
Jforlng swift or moving alow.
With a firm and honest hand.
Make your mark.
Should opponents tatxise yowr way,
Mako your mark;
Work by night, or work by day.
Make your mark;
Struggla manfully and well.
Let no obstacles oppose;
Xone, rijht shielded, ever fell
By the weapons of bis fees.
Make yocr mark.
What though born a peasant's son,
Make your mark;
Good by poor men can be done;
Make your mark;
Peasants' parte may warm the ooW,
Peasants' words may calm a fear:
Better far than boarding gold
Is the drying of a tear;
Make your mark.
Life is fleeting 3 a shade;
Slake your mark;
Marks of some kind must be made;
Make your mark;
Make it while the arm is stronj.
In the golden hours of youth;
Never, never make it wrong;
Make it with the stamp of truth;
Make your mark.
THE OLD CHIFFONIER
. My Louis XV chiffonier is a very hand
some and graceful piece of furniture. It
is inlaid and polished, with locks of bur
nished copper, and always 6eems to be
smiling, as if its red and white mosaics
were merry rosy lips.
It was given to me by my grandmoth
er, who inherited it from her grandfa
ther, and I verily believe that it once
stood in a boudoir of the palace of Marly.
Never was an innocent little piece of
furniture abused and rated so merciless
ly as my chiffonier was when I chanced
to think of it one day during my sojourn
at the Porteus in Greece. You will no
doubt ask why I thrust my trembling
hand through my hair and cried out,
"Miserable idiot," without stating
whether the epithet was applied to my
self or to my chiffonier. Good heavens,
the only -wonder was that I left a single
hair on my headl Judgo for yourself.
I had been so fortunate some time
before as to be loved by the most charm
ing of women. I shall not attempt to
describe her, not even by the color of her
hair; it is sufficient to say that for two
years I called her "my angel" and
"bright image of my dreams." At the
end of that period I allowed one of my
friends to say to me in speaking of her,
"How could you be such a fool?" She
sent me back my letters, and I neglected
to return hers, but put the whole lot
into a drawer of my old chiffonier,
without thinking to turn the key.
That chiffonier was in my room; my
room was jn my inather s chateau; my
mother's chateau was eight hundred
leagues away, in the middle of Pro
vence, In setting off unexpectedly on
a diplomatic mission
forgotten to destroy those remains of an
attachment which had been delightful I
as long as it lasted.
When I accidentally called out the
memory of those letters from some ob
scure corner of my brain, I started up
in surprise and shame, for I knew that
my thoughtlessness might seriously com
promise a woman who had done noth
ing to deserve such treatment at my
hands. I felt that my conduct had been
unworthy of a gentleman, and in a fine
frenzy I rushed out of the house, in
quired for the first steamship bound for
Marseilles, took passage, and listening
to nothing but the voice of my con
ooionce returned to France.
A week later I arrived at tho maternal
abode, and I will spare you a recital of
the ejaculations, the "What! You'
George! Whyl So soon?' which greeted
me as soon as I appeared. My mother
nearly stifled me with her embrace, and
was sure that something dreadful had
happened to vac, and I had great diffi
culty to reassure her. When she had
grown calm 1 said in as indifferent a
tono as possible:
"Will you have my valise sent to my
room, mother dear?"
"Certainly, my eon; yon must be tired
out," she answered. Then summoning
a servant, she said, "Take my son's bag
gage to the blue room, Pierre."
"You mean the green room," I added.
"No, the blue room," persisted my
"But the green room is my room."
"It was yours once, George," she said
"And whose is it now?" I asked in sur
prise, and my mother pointed to the
door, saying merrily:
"Here cornea tho present occupant."
" Gabrielle!" I cried, going to meet my
cousin, the loveliest and most charming
of girls, with abundant blonde hair, eyes
as blue as heaven, a smile of childish
innocence and teeth like pearls. It was
she, of all persons, who was occupying
the green room, and who no doubt had
ransacked the drawers and cupboards.
Unfortunate, thnce unfortunate man
that I was!
Gabrielle, gay, Rxtlees and confiding,
though a trifle shy, gave me her hand,
looking dolidous as she said:
"Hew do you do, Cousin George?"
My face must have bet rayed my con
fusion as I took her hand, and looked
searchiagly for some sign of dissimula
tion in her soft eyes. Had she found the
letters; had btae road them? To tell tho
truth Mrs. had loved me ardently,
and had beea so imprudent as to express
her sentiments is wntiu, running the
gamut of ohs and ahs with plentiful ex
clamation point attached thereto. And
suppose little Gabrielle had read them?
J btasbod at the thought.
Bat quite calmly she said. "How do
yoe do, CotMin George.' That was all,
and in my great idm lay a soft, cool,
maidenly little hand.
Ah, bnt what abyss is deeper than a
woman's heart? the psalmist says;
suppose see had read the letters! The
on'y way to make sure was to go into
" room and look for them. Gabrielle's
i-oia! Wh.it seet zaelody in the word,
yet I felt thwt 1 stared not enter that
Nmcuury, aitftsturQ i naa Known my
cousin sinco she was n child.
"Come, George, and gee how prettilv
1 buve arranged your room," she said
Joy, bliss, ecstasy filled mo as she
spoke; I was saved. Innocence had come
to the rescue of depravity!
Lightly and gracefully she ran up the
staircase: what a pretty fisure sfee had!
I rouowea ner line a culprit, feeling al
most afraid to go, but yet I must at all
hazards get my letters.
My former room was perfectly charm
ing, decked out in blue and white, and
with no odor of cigars anywhere. The
little bed was modestly draped with
snowy curtains which looked like the
wings of guardian angels. I looked
i ound anxiously for the old chiffonier;
there it stood as usual.
"May I have 6ome water, Cousin Ga
ll rielle? I am dying of thirst," I said.
She took up the caraffe, but I, artful
demon, had already observed that it was
"Wait a minute. I will get you some
water," she said, and left the room.
I rushed to the chiffonier and opened
f ho drawer. Horror! It was empty.
The next instant my cousin returned,
gave me a glass of water, then showed
me her album, and then we talked mer
rily, just as we used to when we were
But where were my letters? Had she
found them, and hidden them away, or
had she burned them? My head seemed
to swim as I wondered.
As soon as I could think of a pretext I
left Gabrielle, and in the hallway I met
my aunt, her mother. She greeted mo
joyfully, then shook her finger at me in
a mysterious way, and with a very know
ing air whispered:
"Come with me, you naughty, careless
boy." I followed her into her own room,
where she opened a drawer, saying mean
while: "When we first arrived here it for
tunately occurred to me that before put
ting a young lady into a bachelor's room
it would be well for me to look about it
a little. I have had some experience of
young men and their ways."
Here she put a package into my hands.
Heavens and earth, my letters!
I threw my arms around my aunt's
neck, kissed her rapturously and con
fessed everything. Oh, how happy I
was! My dear little cousin Gabrielle
how happy I was!
A week passed. One morning when I
got up I found a tiny piece of paper ly
ing on the floor, as if it had been slipped
under my door. I picked it up. It was
"What does this mean?v I thought,
and then I unfolded it and read:
"Dear Cousin Why do you not tell
mamma all about it?'
"All about it!" What does she mean?
"Dear cousin." It is from Gabriello;
I did not understand it at all, and
waited anxiously for the breakfast hour.
When I heard my cousin go down stairs
I darted out add was going to speak to
her, but she blushed, turned her faco
away, and putting a piece of pape lto
my hand said hurriedly:
"Take back your letter and speak to
My letter! I rushed out into the gar
den and read the missive. Thunder and
lightning! it was my writing, my style,
"You are adorable, therefore I adore
you. Will you listen to me? Will yon
let me devoto my lifo to you? A word
from you and I throw myself at your
It was indeed my letter it was num
ber ono of my effusions to the ex-queen
of my heart It had slipped out of the
package of letters, and Gabrielle, find
mg it in the chiffonier, thought that I
had placed it there for her, and her an
swer was, "Speak to mamma." The
result of the accident was I spoke to
"mamma," and I married Gabrielle. I
adore her and am tho happiest husband
in tho world.
The christening will take place next
month. Thanks, thanks, old chiffonier!
Translated for Epoch by Isabel Smith
son from tho French of Jules Lermina.
A Skeleton Behind the Pulpit.
Tho First Baptist church, situated at
tho corner of Third avenue and Sixteenth
street, West Troy, was the scene of a
shameful and sacrilegious disturbance
during tho services Sunday evening. The
poster, tho Rev. A. M. Prentice, Avas in
the pulpit preaching his Sunday even
ing discourse, when suddenly a noise
was heard in the vicinity of his largo
chair, immediately behind the pulpit.
Then, with a jump, a skeleton appeared.
with dangling arms and legs, directly
over the chair, having come from below
instead of above, as would be imagined
of one appearing in a house of worship.
Tho congregation were dumfounded,
some ecreaming and others laughing.
The Rev. Mr. Prentice continued his
discourse without further interruption.
Investigation showed the skeleton lb
bo of paper, neatly and correctly ar
ranged, and was evidently the work of
boys. They could enter the basement by
a side door, and having the skeleton ar
ranged with a cord fastened to the chair
the latter was thrown down stairs, and
at the same time the skeleton appeared.
Ono of Our Iturul Friend.
Some amnsement was caused in a car
on the Sixth Avenue elevated road Fri
day by the unsophisticated pomposity
of a young man from some rural retreat
not known to tho interested observers m
the car. The young man was apparently
escorting two country lassies about
town, and he felt thRt the task was one
of great importance to the public as
well as of pleasure to himself. He talked
in a very load tone of voice and essayed
to explain everything that passed in
view to his companions. After he had
succeeded in attracting the attention of )
.uii uie otner passengers xo ms own
party he unconsciously furnished an in
centive to general merriment by rising
pompously just after the train had left
Eighteenth street on its down town trip
and drawling in an affected tone: "I
say, condujsor. stop at Fourteenth
street, pleav?." New York Times.
An Aristocratic Xurs.
2Iis3 Ellen Kraemer, who has won dis
tinction in the surgical ward of Bellevue
hospital, came all the way from Sweden
to study nursing and medical science.
She is a proud, aristocratio young woman,
whose very presence commands respect.
Sho wears her hair combed back from a
faco that is calm, sensitive and thought
'xH. Sho is a girl who makes her indi
viduality felt, and sho has a faculty,
peculiar to herself, of imparting this in
dividuality to ovory ward ehe visits. Her
windows are always draped, and if cur
tains are beyond her reach she will find
a lithograph representing a landscape,
or o branch of willow or magnolia to
tone down the hard light. A railroad
map, for instance, as Miss Kraemer only
knowa how to manipulate, has a tracery
effect as pleasing to the patient's tired
eyes as a lace curtain. On the comple
tion of Iter studies she will return to
THE OLD FARM HOME.
If you've beea a happy rover
Through the fields of fragrant clover,
Where life is all a simple round of eli3s.
When at eve the sun la sinking-.
And the stars axe faintly winking
You can call to mind a picture such as this:
Hark' The cows are homeward roaming
Through the woodland pasture's gioaminc;
I can hear them gently lowing through the dells,
And from out the bosky dingle
Comes the softly tangled jingle
And the oft repeated echo of the bells.
Strange how memory will fling her
Arms about some scenes we bring her.
And tho fleeting years but make them stronger
Though I waader far and Badly
From that dear old home, how gladly
I recall the cherished scenes of long ago.
Hark! The cows are homeward roaming
Through the woodland pasture's gloaming:
I can hear them gently lowing through the dells,
And from out the bosky dingle
Comes the softly tangled jingle
And the oft repeated echo of the bells.
Chicago Evening Post.
LAST STEIKE AT OPHIR
Ophir was the most prosperous mining
camp on the western slope of the Sierra,
and Wash Bonner was the most prosper
ous miner it contained. His claim, the
"Blue Juniata," was paying enormously,
and Wash had become very popular, for
he gave away his money as fast as he
made it. Wash was a tall, good humored
Missourian, lean, light haired and sleepy.
No one gave him credit for much energy
or ambition, and the accident by which
he had stumbled upon his claim when
the camp was first settled was told far
and wide as a case of "fool luck."
It happened this way: The camp be
gan as a placer camp, and all the "claims"
along the stream or on the fiat were
taken up, when Wash, a tall greenhorn
of a new comer, drifted in without a
dollar to his name and stood watching
the sailor company of runaways from
ships in San Francisco bay as they took
out their "ounce to the man" from tho
best washings in the camp.
"What are you lookm' at, young fel
low?" said the captain of the company.
"Why don't you stake out a claim?"
"All taken," said Wash slowly.
"Go up on the top of the hill "by them
oaks," said the man, winking at his com
rades. "More there than here."
Wash borrowed a pick, went to the
place indicated, and in an hour developed
the most famous mine of the district. It
was a curious pocket mine in a loose,
broken formation, and though every
one rusAed to the place and staked out
the whole hillside, no other claim ever
paid a tenth part as much as the "Blue
In the course of time, as the region be
came settled and men with families came
in, Wash fell in lovo with the pretty
daughter of a fanner in the Sacramento
valley. He reviewed the past, a hundred
thousand dollars had come ou. of his
mine, and ho had nothing left to show
for it. He resolved that if the girl
would have him he would never waste
another cent. Ho went to the claim,
worked all day, struck a "pocket," and
took out more than a thousand dollars,
the largest yield of a single day in the
history of the mine. Then he quit work,
went to the town, "spruced himself up,"
drove down into the valley, called on
the girl, proposed and was accepted.
"Jennie," said Wash, "you've got to
take me, ef you want me, jest as if I
hadn't any mine and wasn't worth a
"I do," said Jennie; "it's yem I care
A month later they were married, and
began housekeeping in a little house of
white pine built near tho mine. Then
Wash began the regular development of
his claim. For six months he kept up
courage, though not a dollar had come
from it in .ill that time. They lived on
what wa3 left of tho 1,000 after the
wedding expenses were taken ou t. Then
one day Wash said: "Jennie, tho boys
think the old mine is played out, but I
don't. I'll never give it up while I live.
I'll find a bigger pocket in that mountain
side than any man ever yet struck in
He climbed tho hill, and began work
on a tunnel which should strike the
broken, gold bearing ledges at a lower
point than he had yet reached.
Months more passed over the heads of
tho minrtr and his wife. One after an
other their friends deserted them. Their
credit gave out, and they lived on game,
fish and berries, so that tho little money
they had could all be spent for blasting
powder. Every morning at daybreak
Wash, gaunt and silent, went to his
work, every night at dark he stumbled
home to his cabin.
"Jennie," ha said, "I know there is
gold there. We will find it soon. I
never before worked a month in the old
mine without taking out something.
This deadlock has lasted more than a
year. It can't last always. I will find
the lead again, and then we will let the
rest go, and buy a farm in the valley,
where we can forget about this fight."
She believed every word, for she was
a loving, loyal woman, and she knew
that this great awkward Missourian was
a man among thousands. The very boys
in town hooted after him and called hun
crazy, but she knew better. Her family
had once urged her to leave him and
come home, but they never ventured to
suggest it again. Old miners passing
by looked at the claim, and said there
was no gold left. Men who had thou-
i Mima ui. uuiiuia xiuiu ucr umiuau, unu
owei tbejr entire fortunes to him, at
last refused to dve him credit for a sack
of ficur or a side of iacon.
"You stick by the mine. Wash; HI
stick by you," was all that Jennie said.
She never told her husband that she had
l gone to her brother, who was rich, and
asked him for a little monev to carrv
them through the winter. "Xot for that
spendthrift Missourian to waste," was
his answer. "He can clerk in my store
if he will give up his foolishness."
Wash's hair grew gray and thin. He
stooped lower and lower. Deep lines
were graven in his face, and his eyes be
came fierce and terrible. Men nwt him
in the gulches trapping game, or down
in the streams with his fish nets, and
Das.ed him bv without a word. Pros
pectors, curamng over the hilts, heard
the sound of his pick as he toiled in his
tunnel, and laughed him to scorn. "Be
cause he found a few pockets he is bor
ing right into the granite. Crazy aa a
loon, and his wife as bad. Her relations
have done everything to help them
offered them a farm and the best kind of
a show down in the valley.'
Is was an afternoon in October. Toe
saloonkeeper sat on the bench by bis
door reading a newspaper. He heard a
noise at the head of tiie street; the vil
lage boys were shooting'. "Here comes
ragged and miserable, came into sight,
and after a moment's hesitation spoke to
"Evening, Mr. Riley."
"I can't do anything for you."
"Mr. Riley, listen to me. I hain't a
cent in, the world. We've sold all our
goods and worked in the mine together
thismonth. Jennie's held the drill while
I druv it. I can't get a pound of pow
der, but the iples are all set in the face,
ready. Something tells me this time it
will touch gold. I can feel it just ahead.
I've felt it all along, but now it's right
thar, within reach of one more blast. I
tell you, Riley, I know-it's thar."
"You're crazy, Wash."
"Riley, you've got money. Give me
one keg of powder an 111 make you a
rich man. I'll give you half we take out.
You don't know how I've worked this
year. Tve hammered from daylight to
dark, gone hungry .and slept cold, an'
fell down in a dead faint time and time
over. Put your hand thar!" He seized
the saloonkeeper s hand and held it on
his breast. The man felt Wash's heart
sway several inches, as if it had torn
loose from its place, and its wild, loud
throbbing was like tho beating of a
mighty engine. "Thar," said Wash,
"you see I ain't for long. That mine's
for my wife. She's stayed with it and
with me. I ought to have dropped it
and put my pride down long ago, but
now it's too late. Riley, will you let me
have the powder?"
Wash looked at his old enemy and
No one in all that camp understood
the proud, unyielding soul that had set
itself to wrestle with nature and her
secret The afternoon wore on into
night, and night into morning, and
morning, noon and afternoon built up
another day. Wash did not come back.
Some boys climbed tho hill and went
into the tunnel. There lay Wash, dead,
at the further end of the tunnel, his pick
in his hand. He had gono back to break
his own way into the treasure house, but
his heart had burst in tho midst of a
giant stroke, and he had fallen across
his own weapon. There his wife had
found him, and she, too,weak and sick
and heartbroken, lay in a faint over his
Ophir camp woko witjj a start to some
dim senso of its crime. Tender hands
carried Wash and his wife out of the
tunnel, and did all that could be dona
for the poor woman.
A dozen men weiA back into the tun
nel from which they had taken the dead
man, and looked at the place where his
last faltering shock had glanced off th
"Boys," said one, 'Til never forget
that I told Walsh he couldn't have any
more powder, not if ho died in his tun
nel. We'll set off them last blast holes
jest as ho wanted, and then we'll bury
him in hero where he dropped."
There wa3 plenty of blasting powder
now to be had for the asking, and in a
few minutes the face of tho drift was
ready for the blast, the fuses set and
lighted, word had got around the camp
and every man was gathered at tho
mouth of the tunnel. A few women
were in the old cabin caring for the dy
ing wife. A long silence followed the
lighting of the fuses, and suddenly the
dull noise of the shock and the fall of
heavier masses of rock than usual star
tled the miners outside.
They ran into the tunnels with their
lights. The blast had opened a wide
path into an irregular cavern gleaming
with gold. Above, below and on all
sides was the shining, precious metaL
The last blast for which Wash had strug
gled so bravely had revealed a fortune.
The excited miners rushed out again
with a wild shout. A woman met them
with flushed and frightened face.
"How can yon make such a noise?"
she said. "The poor thing's gone, cry
ing like a baby for her dead man."
The miners drew close together,
ashamed and profoundly affected. Af
ter a little a few of them went back to
the tunnel and secured Wash's pickax,
which had been lying against the wall.
"Wo can't bury them here, now," said
one, "the mine will-be worked again.
They must lie on the hillside, where all
his old friends of twenty years ago are
Wash had no relatives. His wife's
brother came up and took possession of
the claim, which the miners had protect
ed against all intruders. In a few weeks
it became generally understood in the
region that the wealth of the "Blue Ju
niata's last and greatest pocket" was esti
mated by conservative miners at a quar
ter of a million.
But from the day that Wash fell dead
in his tunnel a blight seemed to fall on
the little camp of Ophir. Mine after
mine gave out; miner after miner moved
away. A land slide swept off the cabin
where Wash had lived, and though, as I
have said, the "Blue Juniata" yielded all
that was expected, and even more, and
founded one of the great Pacific coast
fortunes, none of its treasures brought
happiness to thosa who worked it To
day the camp is deserted and its very
name a memory. Charles Howard Shinn
in Detroit News
He Confecd to the Attachment.
Polite Debtor (who lias been dining his
principal creditor at his country home
stead) Well, how do you like the place?
Creditor Beautiful! Charming! I
confess to m attachment for the place
Creditor Yes, mv lawyer will serve
the papers to-morrow or the neit day.
Baltimore Every Saturday.
Miss McAllister, niece of the organizer
of the "400," who assumes charge of
Mrs. Reed's boarding school, will draw
a salarx of 10.000 a year.
A Stron- Man's tt Vra-r.
A curious wager with fatal results was
recently decided at S:epnnK, la Bavaria.
A notoriously strong inn nanied Frertas
bet that a horse could not move him from
the door of ha house. The horse was
broncht and Freyta put his Rrcns Rad feet
against the door posts, while Stern, the
awn with whom the bet had been made,
Hied a rope around Freytags seek. At
the first pull the rope broke. A new rope
having been brocckt. Stern pbd his whip
with all his might, when Freytag gave a
fcream, and kttiac ro ws draa-jred &ioig
for some yards. His neck w. broken.
A new element named "damana" is
said to have been discovered in the
crater of an extinct volcano in Daznara
land. It i reported to have an atomic
weight of only 0.5, or half tha: of hydro
gen, and therefore i: is the lightest
ChHdren Cry for Pitcher's Castoria.
She ccxae here frons the middle west,
Asd yet the had, be It cosf eased,
A Boston air ssrouad her;
A figure st&ht, a forehead high,
Aa earnest loot, a deer gray eye;
And so for her I came to sigh.
And wise and rMr-c fousd her. " '
But as to praaa my suit I came
Full oft she smothered all my Came
By a&tasg carious queetioes;
The wrongs of woo&a, the state and lacd,
What social changes Ihsea rjaanrd,
Sao'd aak me to HiM-i?a, fffinii
And give her my agggestfnr.t,
Did I agree ,viih Henry George?
Would sgfeb capital dtefforxe
The aharo that ton demacdedf
Ho-w could 'the Indlgest be fed?
Should crhnlsals bo aSe-xed to vedt
Did tari2s raise the price of bread!
Ehe begged ne to be candid.
And -when the race at last bad gaiaed
The highest poiat to be attatsed
By growth or rrrolutioa.
"What would the last great victory be.
The final goal that zaea should see?
What did Utopia xneaa for rae
The end of CToIutioa?
And as I heard I grew more dared.
Until at last my courage raised
To utter desperation.
"Utopia means for mo," I sal.
"The social contract when we "w-ed.
We'll form a trust.' She book her head:
"Call It co-operatica."
A Cottage at Newport.
A few years ago the people talked of a
"cottage at Newport," but now it sounds
like the pride that apes humility to hear
one of the great mansions described in
such a way. Lifo goes on as if all was
made smooth for him who would enjoy,
and indeed that is really tho case. The
very rich families the Astors, tho Bel
monts, the Vanderbilts, the Goelets and
HavemayersT-do not hesitate to lavish
great sums upon their Newport houses,
and to be entertained there i3 under
stood to be much more of a compliment
than it would be to receive a card to the
most elaborate affair in th city.
Tho finesfcgtesa and china is upon tha
table, and chefs, -whoso salaries go be
yond tho desirable ten thousand a year,
cater to tho? taetes that aro possibly
satiated with tho good things- of life, A
dinner party is quite as formal oa one
given in thoycity, tho hour usually be
ing half-pasIT 8, and th guests seldom
rising fronvthe table before 11 or half
past. Then comes a dance either at
tho Casino or some private house. The
fancy is to have a "dinner danco" that
la, several hostesses who are friends in
vite a certain number to dine, and after
dinner all meet ab the houso which has
the best ballroom; a few outsiders,
usually men, aro asked, and after "danc
ing all night" tho beauties 6tart homo as
tho 6tm Is coming up, making tho least
line of ago or dissipation show upon
"heir faces. Cor. Ladies' Home Journal.
Coating for Tiaster Carta.
Hitherto in the galvanic coating of
plaster casts there has been a difficulty
in stopping the pores of the surface so
effectually as to prevent tho galvanic
bath penetrating into the interior of tha
plaster and there producing first crystal
lization and then disintegration. This
obstacle appears to have been overcome
by the discovery that saturation in tan
not only closes up the pores of the plas
ter, but adds very considerably to its
strength. Specimens so prepared have
been covered with copper one millimeter
thick, a thickness which is not only suf
ficient to resist atmospheric influences,
but which enables the surface to bs fur
ther worked up and finished by hand.
The price of a cast coated with copper is
said to be one-fifth of the cost of a copper
casting. New York Commercial Adver
I and EASY LABOR
RecoramendeJ by jading Phjj'cijnj
P a r e 1 VmtAhla nd Tirfiwt!
harmlf f 4. Sold hy til Dnn-gifU, or
m at, pot-pia, In plain wrapper oa
receipted 83. Write for circular.
zee otAcr jiEincne co,
Charles Lawrence, 102 East
Yan Werden & Co., 32S STorth
Gus Saur, 524 East Douglas
John Davidson, Pioneer Lumberman
of SsdgiYick Conntv.
ESTABLISHED :: IN :: 1870.
Complete Stock of Pine Lumber,
Shingles, Lath, Doors, S,h,
etc., always on hand.
D03ceod yards 03 Hoilr arenai. batweea
l sag-la eaue and First street. Hrracli yarrtu at
&MW CUrOLIaitosa City aad 1 K930. lad. Ter.
il. VT. Lxtt. Pres. a. w. Olitxx. V.p
li. T. KaxKxa. Aja't Cither.
Wichita National Bank.
PAXD TJP CAPITAL.
SURPLUS. - -
B. H. Keha. A. W. COiTzr. if. w. ltt, L. a. wi.
J ota DaTMjca. J. C. Bssaa. -,
8. H. Keha. A. W. ffilTw. L w. :
Do a General Banking, Collecting
and Brokerage Business.
Eastern and Foeljrn Exchanp.
boaffht and sold. United States boctl -of
all denominatlona boacbrand told
County, Townahip and llaniclpl
REAL ESTATE AGENTS.
We carry a co;i 39 cf ta kjnts cf Sosks
ad aari. soctk aa aro usd by &tJ lusts irRU
asofistisx of Daeda. MeftraffFc. Abstract. fUottyt
Boort.oteaook,Eet Bfiter. Notary PabSc
HeeoriJ aid BUika, Csatrvct , Packet Eea:
Ecat Sooks f er Para acd Ctr Property, etc Or
den fcr saa yrcaytty r.ait4 to. Andrea
TEE TnCHTTA EAGLE,
J. P. ALLEN,
EiwIMfg Kepf k a Rddas Drag Sterf
10S HAST DOUGLAS ATE.
rICHITJL - - - K.A X, liUTca.
THE WICHITA EAGLE
M. M. Murdoch C Bro.f Proprietors.
PRIMS, BINDERS AND BLINK BOOK M'FRS.
AH kinds of county, township and school district
records and blanks. Legal blanka of every des
cription. Complete stock of Justice's dockets and
blanks. Job printing of all kinds. TTe bind law
and medical journals and majrasine periodical: of all
kinds at prices aa low as Chicago and 'cw York and
guarantee work just as good. Orders sent by nail
will bo carefully attended to. Address all business to
R. P. arUKDOOK,
J. a DAVTDSOX. Previa. W. T. HABOOCK. Yle PrwMeat.
THO:. O. JTTCH. Secretary and Trwuarer.
DAVIDSON INVESTMENT COMPANY,
PAID-UP CAPITA! $300,000.
DIRECTORS John Qnincy Adams, John C. Derst. Ch.ns. C Wood, C. A.
"Walker, Thos. O. Pitch, John E. Sanford, W. T. ISaboock.
AY. E. Stanley and J. O. Davidson.
$5,000,000 LOANED IN . SOUTHERN KANSAS.
oney always on Hand for Improved Farm and City Loans.
Office with Citizens Bank. cor. Main and Donslas, WicMta, Kan
When ordering state WHAT form Is
L. C. JACKSON
Wholesalo and Retail Doaler In all kinds of
Anthracite and Bituminous Goal
uLXI) : ALL : KIXBS : OF : HCILDIXG : MATERIAL.
Main Office 113 South Fourth Arennu Branch, Ofilce 18J5 'orth llalu Street
Yards connected xt ith all rallrunda In the city
577 Miles - 1JOH Minulen
via SANTA FE ROUTE.
Vestibule Pullman- Sleepers,
VEbTIBCLE Dl.VING CAltS.
Free Reclining CnArr. Cars.
Inquire of W. D. Murdock, local nent
for further specimens of railroad mathe
matics. R. PowrLL, PrMklnt. n. T. IJicf. V.
t. W. WALLER. Jr.. (.ttMir.
: Fourth National Bant
PAID UP CAPITAL,
SUKPLUS, - -
R. T. Bn. E. B. Powell o. D. Bra. U It. Coli
Aims J- Hoalc. r. W. tVller. G. W. UvitUmmcJoi
llorsfl, B. O. Qrarei.
J. P. AU.SV.
L. D Skix m
vr. n. hiTiiQinv
State National Bank.
Or WICHITA, KAX.
Joha B. Carry irca W. Walter. W. r. Q:ml
J.P Alla. Em rUrrfa, J M. Alloo. P. V. Ky. B
Lombard. Jr.. Peter Oetto. L. D. bUnstr, James
Want a er
Wact a yartar
Want a BltoaUoa.
Waal a vrrast rtrl.
Want to m!1 a farM.
Waat to Mil a fcema
Wfco to Vy or ttU itook.
Waat a rood borM r Lm
Wftat 1 01 til plants or crahv
Wtct to aell grsetrx er drct s
Watt ta isU tawhnlA rwnltars
Wut to t3 ax any fj
Waat to tail T trad far aortalcr.
WaattoSftd cusiosiri tor acyUtnc
P.EAD AXD AXVKTIE IX OVB.
TWO -:- CENT
AdT'rtlsfcir ovtaisa sw esrtcssra.
jHTrtltnf k? aid roatetaart,
A4rrti4ta irbsrally arays pays.
A3rUi; cars nacjtm y,
Adisrttal&r creates QCTiftr.ta.
AJ-T-tna; Is procf of ecsrry
j .nzz sxfelWtf slats.
rlljr aesju bit."
-4 tUh hDCUa&--Jy.
' arllM a3warv
-. frt $n.
Tar: At Wichita. Jf arSeW. Wclllr-
ton. Harper. Attica, Garden l'tate.
A3 City. AodaJe mji4
Our Scale liooks aro 1'rlntod ou (Jood
Three Hooks " 00
biuirle Book by mall, prepaid .... S3
the irrciriTA il.iole.
JVtei 7 . Kit iiMts.
It. 1 MrRDOCK, l(osinct MoxiMir.
IV Onltn fcjr Moil ra?tr lire.!! !-
mcoimintio with tmi crT o rut couKTrwit
cwtxjm much iirouTion fhcm -..y cf Th ma? c Txl
Qiicago, Rock Island & Pacifia Ry.
7nrludlnir XJnsa T!t mn, nr.. nt ii rt.....
iliver Tt Dlrttct Ryt to an-t tmm CHICAGO.
ROCK ISLJUfD. DAVEWPOKT. DWtf BSOIWan.
cotrwen, nr.T'irrB. watxrtoww. bioux
FALX8. MXNlfEAPOLIB. HT PAVT BT. JOS
EPH. ATCltXHON. LKAVEJfWOKTn. KAXBAfl
CTTYfTOPEJCA. DEW VKIl. COLORADO BflfOQ
and PU-EBIX) Trro Jl-l.ntac Cbalr Car to and
from CHICAGO CAL3WSLL. HUTCinjIBOrf
and DODGE CITT, and Palart 0!Mtplnf Cars b-
Dally In.Bi to and U'm K1XOITZ8I1EU, In Um
SOLID VESTIBULE EXPRESS TRAINS
Of Tbrousrh Conrhr. 8!fp. and Dlnto Cars
dally Mwwn CHIC AOO. DKS MOINJCS. COUW
CTL, IlLUrf H and OU AHA. nad Tnn lUUiataa
Caalr Cars ta'wwii CHICAOO asd DKWVan.
COLORADO HFRIIf OS and PXTXBLO, Tta ML Jos
eph, or Kansas City and Ttka. Excursions)
tally, with Choi' of ltaHtmm to and fretn Salt
LAke. Portland. Los Xnitln and Ru Franalsao.
Tha Dtrat t Urn to sad from Plea's Psak. Xaai
lou. Oarden of Ut Oods. tbs HaaltarlsuBS. aatf
Steals Orasdeurs of Colorado,
Via Tho Albert Loa Route.
flotid Express Trains dally- b"twsn Chiearo and
XtaBespoU and flt. FaaLwUa TUXOUOU B
cllnlntr Chair Cars FBJE) to and from thosa
points and Kansas City Through Chair Car and
Blrepar btwD Poorta, Bplrit Laxa and BUnu
Tails tin Hck Island. Tha PTerit Z4a to
Watertown. Btmui rails, tbs Hvmmrr JUaorts asd
I Hnatl&4 asd TUhlaic Ground of th ITorLhwesC
I Tha Short Z.te via Srora aad Xankakra sffsr
f faotllUvs tu trmrsl to and frari Indianapolis, Cbw
I dfiaati and otaer Kwuthra r'i-is
J ForTMcsts 3Kpa, Y Ai r .sird Inferma
! Uoa. aipiyatacycwbi- ... oraddrsM
I E. ST. JOHN. JO 1QASTIAU,
0n 1 2f ana-r Jt Pass. A-
TO WEAK MEN
BaSrrlsf from th effscts of ycathful erron, aarlr
d"c7, WMtlEgweaknoa. Jot aaabood. sto.. Z wilt
Crod ft Talnabla traatlsa fslad eostatalsf tail
yartcGlArs for fcoinseor FREE jf tbarrn. A
rp-in5i-l zaAdJcal work h i.dV ad l7 eTery
Can yrbo Is oeTTon and oittataW Ad4rea
irr. r. POWI l. Toxlna. Conn.
A Inmimt JKMk OtrC
1- wl a Ks-lo.
To toy Kaal Xsiata.
I Ta final a Ifoua.
To ftorTTr Uanmr.
Aad XUuj OCaar TUac
Bead aad AdrsriLw ia On; Waat Cdsaa,
MISSOURI :-: PACIFIC
The raort popular rotito ta JCanaa
City. St. IxmlM tstl Chicago aad Ji
Potflta Eut n3 SorQx, alao to Hot
6ptinz3. XrX., Xrrr Orloan.a.JrhoTtd.
and all jxrtata 8ntb uxuX HoatAt.
SOLID PAILT TZAT38
St Louis, Kansas City, Pueblo
Pullman Bnflst Sleeping Gars
COLORADO SHORT LINE
TTe 5Mrtr3t JUmle to fit. Loals.
EA1TSAS 0TIT TO ST. LOUE.
PalLnsan Knfl Bleeping Car.
rtrtr JUcirBtar Clvalr Cart.
M. C. TOWN5EMB.