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V®£8sjS&SA8SSfiFiSg|||aijte|i|ij^9^ ^7 MB| WW' THE WORTHIHBTON ADVAHSE. ROBERT McC'cys. Editor and Publisher. .•£. -. .' WORTHINGTON. KobJosO*.. MINN THE LULLABY. lie *u rollicking baby boy, a little utorm of laughter, And he tilled the house with babble from the' cellar to the rafter, Tipsy with fun and mad with mirth, a whirl of rush and rattle A music march was life to him, of dance and song and prattle And his mother sang to him each sight, as to her neck he clung. And this the quaint, queer lullaby that his fond mother sung: He's a plump little lump of a toy, He's a fat little chunk of a man Ho asleep, mamma's chunk of a baby, Go asleep, mamma's baby boy. But as the iateful years rolled on these feet were swift to wander, Tiiose baby feet, beyond the fields, beyond tho mountains yonder And driven far and far away by fate's resistless forces. Full often did those wayward feet stray in for bidden courses Hut through the revel-rush of life, above the clamorous din, That baby song his mother sung, unbidden, would steal In: He's a plump little lump.of a boy. He's a fat little chunk of a man Go asleep, mamma's'chunk of a baby, (Jo aBleep, mamma's little boy. j$ Through wild and dizzy mazes, through chasms dark with danger, Pressed on the errant footsteps of this worn and recklcss ranger Far from the placid vales of youth, of sunrise hope and gladness, Timed to the drunken music of the fitful march of madness And still be heard his mother slng.whate'er the way he trod, Through primrose vales or desert paths scorched by the wrath of God: He's a plump little lump of a boy, He's a fat little chunk of a man Go asleep, mamma's chunk of a batyy, tio asleep, mamma's baby boy. His mother broke with grieving that her only boy should perish, But nursod the love ineffable that only mothers cherish Hut weary years of grieving brought their heri tage, of madness, Then the poor, gray, crazy mother felt again the old-time gladness For in her maddened thought she claspcd her baby to her breast, And with the old-time lullaby she soothed him to his rest: He's a plump little lump of a boy. He'd a fat little chunk of a man (Jo asleep, mamma's chunk of a baby, Go asleep, mamma's baby boy. And then her wandering boy came home, to youthful scenes returning, A nobler purpose in his soul, his wayward fol lies spurning She knew him not, and heeded not his penitent tears and pleading, For madness is both stern and deaf and hears no interceding The strong man bowet before her as she sang her crazy joy, And he said: "I've lost my mother, but my mother's lound her boy He's a plump little lump of a boy, He's a fat little chunk of a man Go asleep, mamma's chunk of a baby. Go asleep, mamma's baby boy. —S. W. Foss, in Yankee Blade. WHICH ONE? The Predicament of a Bachelor Determined to Marry. 'You don't mean it. 'But I do, though." 'Isn't it a rathjr su "On the contrary, my dear boy, I have been thinking of it for some time." Fred Bent gave a low whistle. "Well, I must say you have kept it mighty private." "The best policy. If I had told you in the first place you might have per suaded me out of the notion. 2srow it is impossible." "But you said you should never marry." "All blow, my dear fellow. When a man is young, a mere boy, he does well to rail at marriage, and declare he will never wed. When he arrives at my years and gray hairs he will think bet ter of it." "But Laurie, honest old fellow, were you never in love?" 'Me—never!" And Laurence Weston laughed scornfully at the idea as he lighted afresh cigar. "Then you are not going to marry for love?" inquired Bent. "No." "What for, then?" "Oh, a variety of things, I suppose," was Weston's answer, as he settled him self more firmly in his crimson easy chair and looked contemplatively at the ceiling, while the blue wreaths of smoke from his choice cigar made an ethereal halo about his handsome head. "Money, for one thing, I fancy," he went on, "and then I am growing older, my chances to marry well—to my lik ing—will not always be as fair as they are now, and I always intended to mar ry finally." "Oh! did you?" "Yes, though I would never own it, but I am in earnest now, and I mean to marry before this year is out." "Have you selected the lady?" "There are two of them." "Oh! you are going over to the Mor mons." "No, but you know a reserve force comes handy. 'If one won't'—you know the rest. Now, my dear Fred, all this nonsense about falling in love is bosh—pure humbug. I never could love one woman any better than another, unless I knew her better, and discovered in her nature more lovable qualities. I think it is much better to select a woman whom you think in every way likely to suit you, and then set about learning to like her. When a man is head over ears in love his judgment is warped and his eyesight proverbially poor." Fred Bent laughed good- natnredly. "I don't know, Laurie—I am always in love, so, of course, my advice is worthless to you." "Exactly," said his friend. "Now these two young ladies—" "Would you object to telling me their names?"1nterrupted 'Bent. "Slot in the least. They are both called- Blanche.M "Whatl the two Blanches?" "Yes, Miss Sturtevant and Miss Wel lington—both very suitable in every way, and) as far as I know, 'heart whole and fancy free.'" "Well, you ought to win," said Bent. "You are good looking and, by Jove, fou have plenty of assurance. But I must be going," and he arose. At the. door he turned arid called back: "Shall I see you at the Leonards) to morrow night?" "Yes, I shall be there." "All right good night," and, whistlng softly to himself, he passed out of the Merrick house, where Laurence Weston had his bachelor quarters. After he had gone his friend finished his cigar and then, with a simile on his lips, retired for the night. Laurence Weston was a handsome man, and he knew it and made use of the knowledge whenever he could. He was a great favorite with the weaker sex—handsome men always are —and had he desired to, he might have counted his conquests by the score.*" He was. not wealthy. His income barely sufficed for his own luxurious living, and when he married he could by no means afford to despise that dross for which men have, before now, sold their souls. Surely it was no harm for him to part with that insignificant organ in his anat omy, which he, called a heart, in retnrn tor a fair amount of loveliness and gold. The next night found him iaultftssly attired, at Mrs. Leonard's reception. A shimmer of peach-bloom satin, in! the mqvingmass of humanity, attracted him, an^ taking a pair pf jrparkling brown eyes as guiding stars, he made his way to the side of Blanche Sturte vant. As she made room for him beside her, she said: I thought yon .didn't like ..recep tions." "I do not, as a general thing," he re* plied, "but this had a peculiar attrac tion for me." The meaning he threw into the glance he bestowed on her sent the delicate bloom to her cheeks, and she looked ten times, as lovely to his fastidi ous eyes. ,, But suddenly, while he gazed at her pretty, flushed face, a queer sensation seized him.- He felt actually timid about asking this beautiful girl to be his wife—even though he had been for years a man of the world. Somehow he felt as though she could read his very thoughts with those bright eyes. "Do. I look very badly?" Her musical voice recalled him to his senses. "I beg your pardon. Was I staring at you? Your dress is beautiful—and you." "Thank you," she said, hurriedly. "I fancied from the intentness of your gaze you had not quite decided whether I would do or not," and she laughed softly. "I was in a brown study," he re turned. The crowd surged around them, and two or three men looked anxiously at the seat occupied by Weston. Some music was playing in another room, and when the strain had ended he spoke again. "Miss Sturtevant," he said, "I wanted to ask you a question to-night, but the crowd is so great that, there isnot much opportunity for confidential talks. If I will write to you to-morrow, will you favor me with a reply?" "Certainly!" and the brown eyes smiled sweetly, and perhaps uncon sciously, at him, as he rose to relin quish his seat to another admirer. "There—that was neatly done," was his mental comment, "no fuss, no love making to undergo—nothing disagree able, and, if the fates are kind, I shall have one of the finest looking and one of the richest women in C. for my wife." He threaded his way carefully among the crowd, replying to a kindly greet ing here and there, and presently found himself in the conservatory. But it was occupied. Standing under a tall palm, a radiant vision in blue and gold, stood Blanche Wellington. His face brightened as he approached her, for anything beautiful always ap pealed strongly to the artistic side of his nature, and what could be more beautiful than this tall, queenly woman with a crown of golden hair, and the deep blue of a violet lurking in the cool depths of her eyes! What an opportunity there was to win for his own this lovely girl! His conversation with Miss Sturte vant, a few moments ago, crossed his mind, but he dismissed it with thought. He could easily explain to her his request. Thank Heaven, he had not committed himself! Miss Wellington turned to him with a smile. "So you are here this evening. Do you enjoy it?" "I have not—until now." What did it matter if that sweet speech was false, it was very neat. At any rate it brought a beautiful color to the soft cheek of the maiden before him. "Is it not beautiful in here?" she said. "Yes," fervently, "it is a fit setting for you." "Now you are flattering me." "Indeed I' am not, I am always truthful," and he threw a world of counterfeit tenderness into the dark eyes he turned upon her. It was only a step from that to some thing more—and he took it. Holding her soft, white hand in his, he began: "Miss Blanche, I am growing very tired of a lonely life. I waut some one to share my griefs and joys. Will you be my wife?" "Really—I—I hardly know," she be gan. At that moment gay voices were heard coming, in their direction, and she drew her hand away from his clasp. In another moment the lively party were in sight, and he had only time to murmur: "I will write to-morrow— will you reply?" "Yes," and presently the cool, re tired place was invaded by the merry makers, and Laurence Weston beat a hasty retreat. The next day he wrote the two let ters he had promised—for he was a man of his word. To Miss Sturtevant he wrote this: MY DEAR MISS BLANCHE—I wish to apologize to you for some remarks I made to you last night, and to say that I have changed my mind concerning the matter I spoke of. It was real ly of no consequence, and I beg you will not give it any thought. It was, only an idle ques tion, which merely amounted to nothing, and in the fact cause which existed for my request no longer exists. Please treat the whole affair as a joke, and oblige. Yours, L. WESTON. "There," he said, as he pushed the sheet to one side, "I fancy that disposes of Miss Sturtevant very easily. She will think it was some foolish joke— will never fancy I intended to ask her to marry me-—for she thinks me a con firmed bachelor. She is a lively, good natured girl, and will soon forget the whole affair. Now, for Miss'Welling ton." On another sheet of the fine cream note paper he always used, he wrote to Miss Wellington thus: MY DEAR MISS BLANCHE—Had time permit ted last night I should have urged you to ac cept my hand and heart. But the crowd was so great and the opportunity for private conversa tion so limited, that It was impossible. You promised to write to me—may I hope for a favorable answer? If so, please appoint a time for me to call and tell you all I would say, more fully than I can commit it to paper. Yours, L. WESTON. 'There," as he folded both letters and placed them in their envelopes, "I feel pretty sure of her reply, and now for a smoke." This was in the morning, and in the evening Fred Bent dropped in, as was his custom. For a few moments the two men smoked in silence. Then there was a knock on the door, which Mr. Weston answered. When he came back into the room he held in his hand two letters. "If you will excuse me, Fred, I will read these," he said. "Oh, certainly—go ahead. From the fair charmers, I suppose?" Laurence Weston opened the letters at random. The first read like this: DEAR MR. WESTON—Although your proposal was a great surprise to me. for I always thought you were not a marrying man, I can say that I am inelined to regard It—and you— favorably. If you will call to-morrow at ten I shall be glad to receive you. Yours, BLANCHE STURTEVANT. Blank dismay was pictured on his features as he opened the other and read: MR. WESTON Dear Sir—It is entirely mma terial to me whether your language of lut night was a joke or not, and no apologies are necessary.. Allow me to advise yon, though, that in well-regulated society such jokes %re considered insults to a woman. Yours. BltAKOBK WnUKOXOM. %rT»'°s "WJtot's the ^nttq* Laurie? Yon look though jou hid a «*ck» Ben0 "So I have.. Here, read these," and hepushedthe letter&toward hiafriend. Bentrea£ them. rv .... Cv Then he burst, into hearty-jfanghter. "What are ^jrou lau$hiogM?" asked Weston. "fla, ha£!"v Because, really oiti fei low, 1 can't help it It's' tboi good—, well, if it isn't rich. Did you-mean to doit?'V "Mean to do what?'' 't "Can yon, ask nje?" twitl Bent, .taw* ically, waving the two sheets of scented note-paper in the air. 'What have I done? For Heavens sake tell me if yOj^can, ^!^." "Is it possibleUHat You are not very shinswd, Laurie, or else you are in love, and love,, you know, is 'proverbially blind.' "Go on,"- said Laurence, impatiently. "Why, man alive, you put y.our let ters in the wrong envelopes, as near as I can see." A sudden ray of intelligence darted over Weston's face. "I believe I did," he said, ruefully, "and see what a scrape I have drawn my devoted head into." "Could yon make it up with Miss Wellington?" "I feel sure I could. But Miss Stur tevant has practically accepted me, and see how I must insplt her.1' s "And yet," mused Fred, '*y°u ought to explain to Miss Wellington." "I know it," distractedly, "but if-1 do, I must also explain to Miss Sturte vant." "Now, honestly, Laurie do yon care anything for either one?" Laurence Weston met his friend's gaze without flinching. "No, honestly, Fred, I like and ad mire one as much as the other." "Why not give them both up?" "And get into the mire deeper than I am? Besides, I am determined to mar ry one of them." "Well," said Bent, rising to go, "I am sorry for you, Laurie. This is what your assurance and 4dund com mon sense has brought you to. For my part, 1 prefer romance. Good-by, old fellow." "Good-by, "came mournfully from the depths of the easy chair. At the door Bent halted. "I say, Laurie, I might help you out. I might marry one of them." "If you only would but which one?" "Aye, that's it," echoed Bent, as he closed, the door and went down the hj}ll and the. evening breezes wafted his words back, "that's the rub—which one?"—Agnes L. Pratt,in Boston Globe. PRETTY WOMEN ARE GOOD, TOO Bat Somehow the Homely Ones Get Most of the Credit for Goodness. Why is it that only the homely, un attractive girls receive praise for their virtues? There are just as many good pretty girls as there are ugly ones, yet one seldom hears much about the good deeds of pretty women. Yet how much more cre'dit pretty women deserve for doing acts than ugly ones. Nobody expects. .much of pretty women. They can be selfish, tyrannical, almost anything they like, without being blamed very much, while the ugly girl muct be good to bo endured by her fellow creatures. Still it's rather hard for the pretty woman who practices a few virtues never to get credit for them. I was struck by this recently when the name of a girl came up for dis cussion and a number of racy stories were told about her. One man, who had known her all his life, said that he liked her anyway that at her home she nursed the sick and the wants of the poor were relieved by her generosity. 1 had heard stories about this girl for many years and this was the first kind one. If the girl had been homely she'd have had no temptation she would have led a sedate life, and nursing the sick and feeding the poor would have been all to be said of her. But the pretty girl's shortcomings were blazoned abroad and her kindnesses untold. There's another handsome woman whose name is spoken with a sneer, whose life has been full of kindly deeds who has nursed her friends' sick chil dren night after night who has always thought of the comfort and happiness of the people she loved—but these things are never mentioned. And still another, whose ungodly church shunning ways are a by-word, and whose daily charities are so large as to make the church-going miser grasp his purse strings in terror at the thought of them. And what do yon think of a pretty girl who has been at the beck and call of her friends' convenience for many years, who is willing to stay with friends and nurse their children just from pure heart kindness, who greased with her own dainty hands three little children with measles, who nursed the same night after night, and who is al ways the most comforting, kindly, lov ing body to be found when sickness and sorrow come? And another pretty woman I know and whose life I would extol has spent her days in the fulfillment of hard du ties and sacrifices to the comfort and happiness of those about her. She has no vanity, no love of self. Her mind is as brilliant and attractive as her face, and she loves all the good things and pretty things she has been denied, yet with a cheerful spirit she lives well and nobly every day of her life. This is true greatness. Everywhere that I turn my thoughts I find women as good as they are fair to look upon.—Atlanta Constitution. Superficial Judgment of Men. In our judgment of men we are to be ware of giving any great importance to occasional acts. By acts of occasional generosity weak men endeavor to re deem themselves in their own estima tion, vain men to exalt themselves in that of mankind. It may be observed that there are no men more worthless and selfish, in the general tenor of their lives, than. some who, from time to time, perform feats of generosity. Sentimental selfishness will commonly vary its indulgences in this way, and vainglorious selfishness will break out/ into acts of munificence. But self-gov ernmettt and self-denial are not td be relied upon for real strength, except in so far as they are found to-be exercised in detail.—N. Y. Ledger. A Timely Suggestion. Mrs. Peterby—'Thomas, your hat is right shabby. You want to buy your self anew one. Judge Peterby—This old hat is good enough.'for me. Mrs. Peterby (after a pause)—Then you can at least buy me one.—Texas Siftings. .. Not Given Fair Show. Mrs. Quibble—The trouble With you, Silas, is that when you make a mistake you are never willing to admit it. Mr. Quibble —Oh! yes,- I'm" ready enough but when I never make a mis take, I don't have any chance to admit itt—Light. —A passenger on the steamer differed one Of the sailors a glass of whisky, which the honest tav declined, saying: "No, thank'ee, sir, I nevser drink whis ky, besides It's too early yet and third ly/! have had three glasses^ already.' —HumorisUsches. f> t*F --y^ps^ -1*^ jMSM riAbi.Ei£ 1 Convenient Impiement to \Have Around FSS'iJi :v-n A ,K,ansaa sub$pjriber .fendi} 1# .tht Orange Judd Farmer the jsketcli .UJus* krated herewith and writes: call it bhe "Lightning Fodder HpnUrf^" *®d consider it a very1 handy implement, it is made of eigh't ft-inch 10-foot fence boards (a, a, etc.'),with one 6-inch fence board: 7 fe^t long crosswise, under neath in front (6). On top in front is a 2x6, 7 feet Ipng (c), with eight 24-inch bolts inches long through "I.IGHTNINQ FODDER HAULER. a, and ?. On the rear of top is an other piece (d) just" like c, through which and the boards (a) are run eight %-inch bolts 814 inches long. The heads of all bolts are underneath. Bore two holes for stakes (*, e) near the outer ends of hind' cross piece (d). Fasten by chain in front, and half the terrors of fodder hauling have disap peared. A cross section is shown at the right of the illustration. WORK IN THE GARDEN. What Should Be Done in Spring to In sure Good Results. Spring is here and work plenty in the garden. One advantage of the north is, that for the winter months but little can be done out Of doors, and" when the green buds begin to push out and the grass to grow, people are itching to be doing something to help matters along. Pretty nearly.everybody who has a plot of land will make some kind of an effort to clean up in springtime. The HOME-MADE CULTIVATOR. Any Intelligent Farmer Can Duplicate th« Implement. The most effective cultivator I ever used was a home-made one. The three main timbers, 111, were 3'^ by 3% inches and the piece in front 3 by 8% nches wide by 5 inches in dspth, bolted to the center piece and cut away under neath in front to accommodate the clevis. The handles, 3 3, were ordinary plow handles bolted to the center piece about one-third the distance from the front end. The uprights, 4 4, arc 1 by 2 inches, chamfered at the insides at the lower ends in order to give necessary width at the top to cor respond to the width of the handles. They are attached to the pin which holds the handles together. The irons 5 5, are by 1 inch or heavier if de sired. They are secured to a bolt with a hand setting nut. When a change of adjustment is necessary, the nut is taken off, the irons sprung off the bolt and arranged at the width desired. Two pieces of iron, 6 C, by 3 inches, are bolted at the front, one at the bot tom, the other at the top, and act as a hinge when adjusting at different widths. The teeth used were ordinary cultivator teeth. No wheel was used, which admitted of its being attached close to the horse. Such a machine is very cheaply and simply made: Any person that can make a pair of bar posts can do the work, except punch ing the irons.—J. H. Andre, in Farm and Home. The Price of Wisdom. There is nothing stranger to youth than the persistency with which age proffers its experience there is nothing more trying to age than the determina tion of youth not to accept it. Tho fathers, mothers and guardians, who have learned their hard lessons, would be glad to impart their knowledge, without its ruinous price, to those they love. But the youngsters will have none of it. No they must buy their own wisdom, "dree their own weird," "pay the piper" themselves. No yearn ing affection can shield them from the trials and temptations they rush so gayly to meet But why should the elders continually mourn that such is the case? They have spent their lives in learning how to live. So. did their predecessors. Their children will' do the. same. The law is universal' Knowledge comes only with age and wisd with ttie close of life.' It must be that it was so' intbnded. The blun ders of youth* the struggles of maturity-, the regret* ot age, are all part of thou inevitable training of each soul a train ing nsctssary before it is prepared to entor a fuller life.-—Harper's Bazar. ^g?s§?9* ••. ^-^H •',-w, ^r^Tfl «,. MECHANISM OR THE HEART. How Sadden Death From Heat Failure Mnjr Be Prevented* Now the American idea of treating (he heart, when, it is diseased, from overwork, is to stop the had food and give good food. Nature will then re move from the blood stream the physi cal causes of obstruction, an4 the .heart will come down in Bize and be restored, simply because it has xio more than its normal work tO do. This is a principle of surgery, to-wit, to remove a foreign body from the eye, and the eye gets well of itself nature will always cure if she has a chance. This is repetition, but there is need of it. Few have any idea how far the blood has to travel in the human body. If the capillaries, which are l-8000th of an inch in diameter, of the human body could be removed and put into one straight line, it is estimated that this line would reach around the globe call it 1,000 miles, it is clear that it Will take force to project water through such a tube, and that it would take more force to project molasses. Now, if the heart projects normal blood through this tube, it is also clear that it would have to work harder to project abnormally thick blood, and so doing would grow bigger. The nerves of the heart are automatic, and do their work in their way as the nerves of the head do theirs. They appear to know when there is obstruction to the circulation, and they make the heart beat harder. When I Was a medical student a snake was brought to be killed. It was in a deep, empty glass jar, and a stream of carbonic acid gas was turned on. In a few minutes it was dead. All the gas was not used, but was turned on to the back of my hand soon the skin was a livid lead color, was devoid of feeling, and paralyzed. Now this gas largely form ed in the stomach, becomes absorbed through the heart sac, and paralyzes the heart. Probably this was so with Secretary Windom. He had eaten and then he spoke. The force used in speak ing was taken from the work of diges tion so that the blood fermented, or he may have been drinking carbonic acid water, and the stomach was full of car bonic acid gas. Thence it exosposed into the heart sac and death followed. I knew a doctor (who knew better) to die from eating food which he knew would ferment, simply because he pre ferred the taste of his viands to their pathological effects. He is not alone so long as mankind lives to eat and does not eat to live, just so long will sudden deaths from weak hearts occur. It is not a wonder that Secretary Windom died it is a marvel that he lived as long as he did. If his previous history is correctly given, he had symp toms of heart disease for some time. He wfes liable to die any moment, as Dr. Sims died in bed, Rev. Dr. Dexter on a lounge, Dr. Cowden at the bedside of a patient, Almon W. Griswold on the elevated road, and many others. We should be thankful that Secretary Win dom was permitted to read his address and thus splendidly close his life, for, so long as he lived on the conventional diet of starch and sugar in excess, no one could tell how long he could sur vive. 1 first thing to do is to clean up all leaves, rubbish, etc., and where this is admissible, the better way is to bury it. It helps, on decaying, to furnish ma-1 terial for building up new plant growth, Flower beds and places where anything i» to be planted require spading up, if small spaces around the house, if large, tlic plow will do it more expeditiously, and it should not be forgotten that a coating of manure is beneficial to work 1 in the soil. Anything in the way of shrubs, trees or hardy border plants that are now being more thought of than formerly, should be planted as soon as the ground is in fit condition, as if left to the last moment it is often too late, as de ciduous trees and shrubs do not trans plant favorably when the leaves have burst out. Flower-beds that stand for a long time in the same place and year after year are expected to grow about the same kinds of plants will, if not heavily manured, be found to fail to furnish the display they did at first. This is because some particular part of the soil that is necessary to the Again Secretary Windom had treat ment, but it was neutralized by a too close attention to business and possibly by the late financial, woAd-wide panic, in which people looked to the govern ment for relief for the evils brought on by speculation. People forget it is work to live—that each person has a limited amount of dynamic energy to expend in doing life work. Ten hours of brain work a day is enough. Longer work than this steals from some other organ. If it is the heart, it will give out. If it is the stomach, it will not digest the food. If one has a broken bone and works too hard, the bone will not unite. So when people overeat or eat food that is hard to digest, they put a like strain on their system.—N. Y. Tribune. 1 well being of the plant has been ex hausted. Some gardeners, where the flower-beds are cut out of the grass or lawn, make a new arrangement, re-sod over the old spots, and cut new ones from fresh soil. Another way is to add a portion of fresh new soil to the bed, and cart away a corresponding portion of the old. It is all on the prin ciple of rotation of crops, that the' farmer finds beneficial in keeping his farm in what is called good heart. Prairie Farmer. On Tenter Hooks. Nervous people are always on tenter facoks. A slight noise smites the drums of their ears like tho clash of cymbals. The most trivial, unexpected sound drives them to the verge of distraction. But invigorated and built up with Hostetter's Stomach Bit ters, their supersensitiveness speedily dis appears. Dyspepsia, malaria, kidney troubles, biliousness and rheumatism are cured by the Bitters. A BOT whose leg was11 repaired in New York by grafting some skin from a dog, complains now that his skin barks easily.— Boston Commercial Bulletin. FIVE cents saved on soap five dollars lost on rotted clothes. Is thai economy There is not 5 eents difference between the cost of a bar ot the poorest soap made and the best, which is as all know, Dobbins' Electric. IT is a woman's nature to pet something. If she has nothing to pet Bhe is apt to be in a pet herself.—Somerville Journal. •M* C9» ftWftptuSftS «r MY friend, look here! you know how weak and nervous your wife is, and you know that Carter's Iron Pills will relieve her. Now why not be fair about it and buy her a box? et close enough poke him_yvith ajstick that's the sign WHEN you ke him wit spring.—Buffalo Express. IT to a frog to of SCRRERERS FROM Couous, SORE THROAT, etc., should try boxes. is a very stupid boy tbat doesn't know his lines when the trout season arrives.— X)u Bola (Pa.) Courier. EXPLOSIONS of Coughing are stopped by Hale's Honey of Horehouud aud Tar. Pike's Toothache Drops Cure in one minute. CORN in the field is shocked, and when it is made into whisky it is shocking.—Bing hamton Republican. IT is no longer necessary to take blue pills to rouse the liver to action. Carter's Little LlverPillsare much better.Don tforget this. THE cat is a mewt animal, but "he has a voice like afire alarm.—Blnghamton Re publican. JPor all oiganio displacements and weaknesses, accompanied by weak back, bearing-down sensations, and for all uterine diseases, it's a posi tive specific. It's guaranteed to give satisfaction, in every case. If* it doesn't, you've only to ask for your money and ifs cheerfully' refunded. If it does, youll want to ask for nothing more. It's the ufaeopest medicine yon can use, becttuse yon only pay for the good you get. It improves digestion, enxiohes the blood, invigorates the system, and produces rtfrtshr Ju M&V'J A USEFUL PASSENGERe The Great Eastern Saved by the Inge nuity of an American Engineer. The Great Eastern, tipfe largest steam er eter buil^^-waslaundbed January 81, 1859.^Almo|t £r?m tye first $he. exper ienc^^ ''J^isf':'qQe»ci leviathan was unfortunate. Not long after %eing placed in conupission the vessel started onaMp &om :.LiverpooJ.to a "Brown's Bronchial Troches," a simple but sure remedy. Price 25 cts. So!d only in -z? a a a a *5 & a A heavy burden -4lll the ills and ailments that only female flesh is heir to. It rests with yon whether yon carry it or lav it down. Yon can care the disorders and derangements that prey upon your sex, with Dr. Pierce's Favor ite Prescription. It's a legitimate medicine, carefully compounded by an experienced physician, and adapted to woman's delicate organ ization."""'"' .V =5 1 a a a a 2 A New York. WhltfW two days pnt she was met by a brislt .gale, which speedily, developed into a Hurricane of destructive violence. The side paddles were bent out of posi tion and made useless,' th'6 top of the rudder post was smashed and the help less ship was soon tossing and rolling about 4n tjie -most' alarming manner. The waves were constantly washing over the decks and six of the boats were swept away, while the others stove in.' The interior of the ship presented a scene of the utmost confusion. Crock ery and culinary utensils went crashing about in all directions, chairs and ta bles were broken, and mirrors and chandeliers were shattered into frag ments. The officers of the ship were at a loss what to do, and probably the Great Eastern would have gone to the bottom had hot a passenger, H. E. Towle, of Boston, who was a civil en gineer, suggested and earned out a plan for controlling the rudder by means of a large' chain fable. After an immense amount of labor every difficulty was overcome and on the second day after the hurricane began the.vessel again answered her helm and proceeded on her course. The passengers held a meet ing, passed resolutions complimentary to Mr. Towle and made him a present of a gold watch.—Chicago News. A Happy Thought. Treasurer Below Par Railroad—Let me help you to some more of the money. First Director—No, thank you, I have all I can spend without attracting at tention. Treasurer—Permit me Second Director—No, no!. Thanks, no. I couldn't carry another cent. Pockets bursting now. Same way with all the others. Treasurer (in despair)—What shall I do with all this pile^ It's ten times toe much for the sinking' fund. First Director (after deep meditation) —By Jove! I have it. Let's declare a dividend.—N. Y. Weekly. A LITTLE poker now and then sometimes does up the best of men.—Oil City Blizzard. JACOBS OIL CUKES SURELY. SPRAINS. BRUISES. Ohio & Migs.Raihvay. Office President and General Manager, 746 Dolphin Street, Baltimore, Md., Jan'y 18,1890. "I Tvas bruised bad ly in hip and side by a fall and suflered se verely. St. Jacobs Oil completely cured me." WM.C. HAKDEN, Cincinnati, Chio "My foot suddenly turned and gave me a very severely sprained ankle. The application of St. Jacobs Oil resulted at once in a relief from pain." W.W. PEABODT, Prest. & Gen'l Man'prr. Member of State Legislature. VHI CHARLES A. VOGELER CO.. Baltimore. MA Prepared only by TH0S. BEECHAM, St, Helens, Lancashire, England* H. F. A LLEN CO., Sole Agents for United States, 363 & 367 Canal St., A'ete York, who (if your druggist d6es not keep them) will mail Beecham's fills on price—but inquire first. receipt of (Mention this paper. piSO'S REMEDY J- Cheapest. Belief is immediate. BNJOY8 Both the method: and results when Syrup of Figs is taken it is pleasant s.nd refreshing to the taste, and acts gently yet promptly on the Kidneys, Liver and Bowels, cleanses the sys tem effectually, dispels colds, head aches and fevers and cures habitual constipation. Syrup of Figs is the only remedy^ of its kind ever pro duced, pleasing to the taste and ac ceptable to the stomach, prompt in its action and truly beneficial in its effects, prepared only from the most healthy ana agreeable substances, its many excellent qualities commend it to all and have made it the most yrnp of Figs is for sale in 50c and $1 bottles by all leading drug gists. Any reliable druggist who may not have it on hand will pro cure it promptly for any one who wishes to try it. Do not accept any substitute. CALIFORNIA FIG SYRUP CO. SAN FRANCISCO, CAL. ICU/8VILLE. KY. NEW YORK. M.t. "THE BONANZA OF THE FUTURE." The Coming Iron, Agricultural and Sheep-Raising District OK1 THE UNITED STATES. For ICaps, Reference Book, Pamphlets, etc., de scriptive of the wonderful mineral and agricult ural resources of the 8tate,- apply to agents of the NORFOLK & WESTERN RAILROAD, 880 Washington Street, Boston 303 Broadway, NeW York 1433 Pennsylvania Ave., Washington, D. C. or to General Office, ROANOKE, VA. AME THIS rAPZR *my tou jouwriu. GRIP, PNEUMONIA, COLDS, COUGHS ALCOHOLIC LUNG BEXEDY made from pure tnedietnea la sagar tablets. Send for list of REMEDIES for OTHEB DISEASES. 30 DOSES in box, by mail for 30 CEXTS 4 for et AA (an NURSE'S REMEDY Box uu. Jhw'Jlu THIS PAPCR WWY titMjwvritft m, RHAMLDHfiTBJinl '^HEW-DEBftKniRE- »BUfBLDLIiY. SirsAJiE THIS PAPER •T.rj tin* youKTit*. pEECHAMs PAINLESS. PlULd EFFECTUAL^ WORTH A GUINEA A BOX.~*l For BILIOUS & NERVOUS DISORDERS8??1 Sick Headache, Weak Stomach, Impaired Digestion, Constitution, Disordered Liver, etc., ACTING LIKE MAGIC on the vital organs, strengthening the muscular system, and arousing with the rosebud of health The Whole Physical Energy of the Human Frame. Beecham's Pi its, taken as directed, will quickly RESTORE FEMALES to complete health. SOLD BY ALL DRUCGISTS. Price, 25 cents per Box. FOB CATAKBH.—Best. Easiest to use. A cure Is certain. Tor in tne Head it has no equal. It is an Ointment, of which a small particle Is applied to the nostrils. Price, 50c. Sold by druggists or sent by m»Il. Address. E. T. HAZELTIXS, Warren. Pa. I WILL MAIL A COPY OF The Ladies' Home Journal is Lenox. From Now to January, 1892 A Bravny Bargee at the HefR. TqWEfVS'StiOKER'IS ToUy A Planters Experience. «My plantationlilnsmalarial 4ts tries* where fever and acae prevailed I employ ISO hands frequently feaff. of tliem were slek. I was nearly dla conragecl when I bey tut the ass tf (Balance of this Year) To Any Address on Receipt of Only FIFTT CENTS The result waa marvellous. am became strong and hearty, and I kavt had no nrthur trouble. With theat pills, I wonld not fear to live in any swamp." B.B1TAL. Bayon Sara, tMmr Sold Everywhere. Office, 44 Murray St. New York. UNION MADE CICAR8. CASH FEICB ni XOO FiTPBlffM PAD. AUSTRALIAN BALLOT.. S.SO FABHEKS' ALLIANCE.... S.M H-HOUR LEAGUE S.SO CHE BOOTS S.SO PANATELLAS 8.M Solid cedar boxes. brands (ruaranteed Cle»r Havana tilled. Exclusive sale given to first one order ing, also free advertising in home papers. Address I will give One Thousand Dollars balance of this year. •H&SS W. K. KItUM St CO., KEAllUfC, PA. «XA1K TH13 PAPER ITTTJ Umt jouvzltt. WEEKS'SCALE WORKS BUFFALO, N.Y. MANUFACTURERS OF. Qp A PQ COMBINATION BEAM OvALtOa WKAUE THIS PAPER frytiaw jwiwtIH. Albemarle County, Unsurpassed for Fruit. Grain and Stock Raising, Climate, Scenery,Soil and Health. Cheap land, iabof and living. Close to great markets. No cyclones, blizzards or fatal floods. Wrilo for information. taw jmmita. UAS'S To the person sending me the largest number of sub scribers up to July 1st, at balance of this year. 1 4.- Cleans Most •-r-.it t^Sg! it is raining in torrents. He knows bv iperience the value of a Fish Brand Slicker. experience It is his sole article of dress, and to him drawers, shirt, coat, vest, and pants. HeU tall you tales by the hoar of storms lasting days and nights when that "Slicker" made op the whole difference between comfort and misery andallfsr a mere trifle from his week's pay. Why don't yon buy one for yourself? To realize how little It costs, think how long it lasts. It will outwear four suits of clothes. Better get one to^lay, fore you foiget it. A day's delay may cause a month of sickness, and cost a hundred times tha price of a Slicker. Beware of worthless iantatioak every garment stamped with the "Fish Brand" Trade Mark. Don't accept any inferior coat whear you can have the Fish brand Slicker" delivered without extra cost. Particulars and illustrated cat* alogne free. A. J. TOWER, Boston. CITY and FARM Property. D. ATLE1T A CO., or SajorofCii S0-AMC THIS PATE* tray ofCIly, CHAUOTTISTILU, T— ftOLDElV MEMORIES, with Bishop NKW- Introduction. a MAK S Introduction, a BONANZA oook CANCER rXAHl ms FAFXEmj ua* nanus. 50 Five Hundred Dollars, July ist, 50 One Hundred Dollars each tor Agents every-where. Scn4 for terms—don't delay. Address HUNT & EATON, 180 5th Ave, N.Y.aty. tVNAXE THIS PAPZR «T«Ttim«youwrite. and Tumors Ctired.no knife, book free. Bin. eUATMUFY MX. 163 Elm Street, Cincinnati, Ohio. IC M»TE STORIES, 11 TkriUisf DclMlbe Stories, li 10 Bwgiloe. BiCKrcB.co.,S:s«»ai78tMSaBrrsaeiscS|Csl r-.VAMI IBIS PAFEB my ttea yssaxtta A. N. K.—G. 1342. WHEN WRITING TO ADVERTISERS PLEASE state that ju aair the Advertisement la tklt Paver. & & & & & £1 & is & & cents each, for the To the person sending me the second largest number of subscribers up to July ist, at cents each, for the To the five people sending me up to July ist, the next five largest number of subscribers, at for the balance of this year. Fifty Dollars each To the ten people sending me up to July ist, the next ten largest lists of subscribers, at each, for the balance of this yean THE LADIES' HOME JOURNAL commands the best work of the most eminent living- writers and artists, and presents the most costly and elegant periodical ever issued for ladies and the family. Its cir culation is far in excess of any periodical or magazine in the world —now 750,000 (e. 50 cents each, 50 Every Club-raiser shall have a liberal Cash Commission, or such Premiums as desired, for every subscriber secured but the cents ,17 be rewarded with the as indicated above. V- & largest agents will $2500—dividedamong them '£. & & & copies each issue—• and its management propose to make a determined effort to push its circulation to the highest possi ble point (a round million, if possi ble) before July ist. Address— CURTIS PUBLISHING CO. Philadelphia, Pa. **uinucijnu»f r*.