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J«f ^ft^ ISSSosET •-. Ufa WMrmilNltM Um 1 shining lake, Awayfrotn the eoaset 'sky, Where tht light through the darkening climAi _woaldbres£, My llttle boat and !,.„ 1 rowed to tbo farther pebbly shore, My faee to the sinking sun. The clouds followed close when be shone no Aon Mid: '•The d.»y is doqe.,,:' Then alight wind caane from over the land Andsent us towarft tlMsky, Where Uyttae Qloads with goldea bud, My little boat and The ootd l«y ldle, I drifted on. Unheeding where I went To apage In a.boo'4 my thoughts were gone,' M/ boat, where the breexet sent. We passer! through a clump of rushes tall. And my thoughts came back to note How quiokly oar oourso was changed, and all By a reed at the bow of the boat. 1 said to my boat: "If strong the force That sends you drifting along, A thingso slight could not change"your course And makQ the wh.le way wrong. "But it you cannot safely float Into our port alone. Then I must guide you, little boat. And bring yoti safely home." So we drift no more in the crimson light, With face to the sunset sky, Uut I know that our oourse is true and right, My boat, my heart and I. —Evelyn Noble, in Detroit Free Press. STORY OF A LETTER. It Won a Mother Back to Health and Happlneaa "Off work so early?" James stopped in passing a boy who, like himself, was one of the workers on a large ranch. Caleb's stumpy fig ure was bending over a large table in the rough back porch and his lace was drawn into a pucker which told that his task was no easy one. "Yes, it's early I know, but it's mail day to-morrow—and I thought I'd send a letter. "Folks back east?" asked James. "Well, I haven't got many folks. Ain't so well oft as you are. It's my stepmother, but she's a good woman and likes to hear from me and I think 1 ought to." No one ever thought of taking Caleb for an exemplar in anything. He was slow and clumsy in his movements and never dreamed of presuming to make a suggestion of duty to anyone. But it had come to be observed that Caleb was to be relied on. "If you look for him where he be longs he is sure to be there," his em ployer had been heard to say. And some of the boys had noticed that Ca leb's quiet: "I think I ought to" always referred to something he was sure to do. James had intended calling upon Caleb for assistance in the turning of water into the irrigating ditch upon which the crops so largely depended, but he now turned away and went by himself, with a weight at his heart and a shadow upon his brow. If asked the reason for it he m'ght have been slow to. admit to anyone else that it was called there by a consciousness of neg- lect of duty, but the fact was very p'ain to himself. "Just a stepmother. If Caleb thinks it's a matter of 'ought to' write to her about every mail day I wonder what he'd do if he had a mother and a father and a sister. Heigho! I didn't expect to be gone three years when I got mad and quit" In the early springtime James had been seized with a spasm of remorse at his long, cruel neglect of those wjbo loved him, to whom he was so much and to whom he realized he owed it to be sucli comfort '.'I'll write. And some day I'll go back and do my best by 'em." He did write, his letter carrying all the joy which may be imagined into the old farmhouse. Father and mother had answered, the sight of their poor cramped handwriting bringing tears to the eyes of the wandering son. And Susan had written: "Father says he'll never miss driving in to the post office on the days that a letter could get here after your mail day. And mother stands at the gate watching for him to come back." It had reached his heart and spurred him up to writing quite regularly for awhile. Then the intervals between his letters had grown longer, and now for weeks he had not written. Passing later again near Caleb's rough library he paused with half a smile. The sun-tanned, freckled face was now, in the throes of an effort to accomplish a fine-looking address to his letter, drawn into a series of knots and wrinkles astonishing to behold. All of a sudden they relaxed into a smile of pride and delight as he held up and contemplated the scraggy re suit of his efforts. '!I'd rather plow all day," he said, meeting James' gaze with a beaming eye. "Yes, I would. I always feel as though: I'd tackled a big job and got the better of it when I'.ve wrote a let ter. 1 feel as light as a feather. When 1 used to let it slip sometimes I felt as though I had a stone to carry. I feel that way now when writin" time's comin'. But I've found the best way to get rid of that feelin's just to get right at it and do it. I think that's the way with most things when you think you ought to. don't you?" "Yes, I do," said* James, as he vt'ent on toward the stables. "And when you fruno you ought to, as I do," he added to himself. Caleb followed him with a shout be tokening his unburdened condition of mind, and leading out one of the shag gy ponies used in herding the cattle, was soon galloping the four miles to the point at which the weekly mail was gathered. Scant and irregular it was, and who can tell how many anxious hearts watched for its news of loved ones, or waited in the weariness o* hope deferred for tidings which did not come. The full moon arose over the wide expanse of rolling mountainous scen ery as the rider's form was lost in the distance. James leaned against a trough cart and gazed mechanically about him. "I wish I had written too. I didn't mean to get into loose ways about it agaic—as sure as I live I didn't Mother watching at the gate, Susy said. 1 s'pose it's the same old gate the one I used to swing on when I was little and get scolded for it. Next Tuesday'] 1 be the day mother'U be -watching." In the hush of the glorious light his thoughts wandered over years gone by. Far back, almost to infancy, did his memory stray, bringing up scenes vague and misty, incidents only dimly recalled yet in all his mother's face, gentle and tender, seemed to stand out distinctly. Sometimes it bent over him iri sickness, sometimes he saw it as in church, with the grave expression put on for the day. Sometimes it bore a smile of sympathy with some of his small delights, again, perhaps, a frown or a grieved look over his shortcom ings. "Yes, and I remember exactly how the looked when she whipped me, and how she would Come to me ten minutes afterwards crying and begging me never to make her do it again. Poor mother^" with a remorseful smile, '/she didn't give it to we half hard enough." "I wonder how she looks now." The thought came with a sharp pang. It bad never before occurred to him to .wonder whether his mother had changed in these years in-which he had not seen her. The line of thought once tfmek seemed to lead on without his James was many, years older before he could fully recognize the fuel that there is nothing more heroic than the persistent standing by the duties, small or great, of every day life. 'Hello Xaleb," he cried, •'you've made a quick trip." 'Yes," said Caleb, still with the beaming face belonging with the fin ished letter. "Shag hasnt been at work to-day, "and he's as full of jump as if—as if—he'd got a letter off him self." James could not help joining in the boy's gleeful laugh. "I wish I felt as yon do, Caleb," he said. "I'll tell you what," said Caleb, with the air of one telling a great se eret, "I don't believe there's anything makes you feel half so good as doing something you think you ought to do." "Not going to turn in?" he asked, re turning from the stable, after giving his little nag faithful care. "No, I'm going to write a letter." "I'm glad 'tisn't me," with an ex pressive shake of his head. "I'm tired enough to sleep for a week." Mother was not watching at the gate on the Tuesday on which a letter might be expected from James. Indeed, there sometimes crept over father and Susan a cold chill of fear that she might never stand there or anywhere else again. For the feet which had taken so many steps in loving ministering, which had so patiently held to the round of small duties laid out by Him who or ders all our ways, were at last taking a rest She had been suffering with a low fever, and the doctor shook hia head with a discouraged face as day followed day» to be lengthened into week following week, and still the pulse grew weaker and the faded eye dimmer. "If there was anything to rouse her," the old doctor had said, sorely per plexed at the utter lack of result to all his applied remedies. "There isn't so much the matter with her—only a lack of vitality. Nothing seems to touch it." He sat with a helpless, baffled look. During the latter weeks Susan had stolen out on Tuesday for a little sea son of wistful watching for the long$d for letter which had never come. Bui to-day she sat still, weighed down bj the burden of dread of what might be, scarcely hearing the slow rumble oi the wagon as father drove along the lane. A iexv A little sob came from mother, and Susan paused in alarm. "Go on," motioned the doctor. "But I'm most sure you do, and I'm coming home, mother. It won't be so very long before you see me. I've learned a lot of lessons sinc I left and the one I've learned the best is thai any boy who goes around Vn world hunting foi a better place than home is a simpleton. S I'm coming to be your boy again. And if yot don't find that I can be a comfort to you and father and Susy, why, all you can do is to send me away again." "Her fever'llbe up again," said Susy, bendiug over her mother in a flutter oi joy and anxiety. But there was a smile on mother's face and alight of hope and peace in her eyes which had long been wanting there. "Thank God," she whispered. "Mj boy's coming home." And when James very soon followed his letter he held his breath at learn ing how very near he had come to find ing a deso'ate home, and thankfully re joiced in the blessed privilege of win ning his mother back to health and happiness. There are many boys who put off the home-letters and home-coming until too late.—Sydney Dayre, in N. Y. Ob server. Don't Be a Lobster. A lobster when left high and dry among the rocks has not sense and eij ergy enough to work his way back to the sea but waits for the sea to comc to him. If it does not come he remains where he is and dies, although the slight est exertion would enable him to reach the waves, which are perhaps tossing and tumbling within a yard of him. There is a tide in human affairs that casts men into "tight places," and leaves them there like stranded lob sters. If they choose to lie where the breakers have flung them, ex pecting some grand billow to take them on its big shoulder and carry them back to smooth water, the chances are that their hopes may never be realized. Nor is it right they should be. The social element ought not to be expected to help him who makes no effort to help himself.—N. Y. Ledger. A Small Philosopher. He was six years old, short for hia age, and barefooted and dirty. His eyes were sharp and watchful and hfe face was lined and old. He ran away from school for weeks at a time and scoured alleys and instinctively avoid ed all the conventional and decorous paths of childhood. When he listened to admonitious and promised to amend, his inner ear was deaf and his words were from the lips outward but he voiced his genuine experience and re flection with the brevity of a maxim: "I think I'd rather be a girl they don't git so many kicks."—Detroit Free Press. He Learned Life's Lesaon Karly. A little grand nephew of Prince Bis marck was sitting on the prince's knee one day when he suddenly cried out: "Oh, uncle, I hope I shall be a great man like you when I grow up." "Why, my child?" asked his uncle. "Because you are so great and every one fears yon." "Wouldn't you rather have every one love you?" The child thought a little and then replied: "No, uncle when people love you they cheat yon, but when they fear yon they let you cheat them."— Chicago News. —The Poor Young Man "Mr. Croesus, I would like to marry your daughter." Old Croesus—"Ah! yon love her, air?" The Poor Young Man— "Madly." Old Croesus—"Which one?'' The Poor Young Man—"Oh* either of them."—Harper's Bazar* ryM 3s 4T -'"W 4 „,. .'l£ ^iT- own volition. It-must be the an fttlah of his abrupt leave-takhig, the anxiety for his Welfare and tho long^ for a sightof him dnrihg thi«%eary e- had written deep linee npon the patient face. "There's Caleb back." Jam&s sprang up as if in glad escape from the-heavy thoughts as the .distant beat of hoofs smote upon his ear. "She is piptly his stepmother, and yet he walks up to the business like a soldier, hating It as he does. Caleb has the making of a eoldier in him, I believe." moments later he ap peared at the door and held up a lettei before Susan's eyes. She forgot hei caution in a glad spring, to wards him. "A letter! A letter from James!" She controlled her voice to a whis per, but mother had been stirred from her half-stupor, and had opened hei eyes. The doctor was watching her. "Read it," he said, motioning Susan to the seat at her mother's side. ''DEAR MOTHER: I've been thinking to-nighl how long it is since I left home. I never thought it would be so long, really I didn't, when I got into a pet and came off. And if I've won dered once why I did it I've wondered thousand times, tor I haven't in all thesi three years seen any place that was quite up home. And if I was to stay three times threes I'd never find anybody like you and father and Susy. '•There's another thing I've been wondering, and that's whether you want to see such good-for-nothing as me there again." ~^ir.,^^ai»»jwa-^il .t^,rl«»^.(Mirtii^«»iit^iil PUNGENT PALUFLGGYIA —Did you ever notic^owrototie smile of' apretty girl ia r- wheu it is di^ rected to wards .some one else?, Bing- hamton Republican. ^I)eacbnTrdml^^^Whatrirfnd of a collection did' we have to-day?" Par son Brone—"A collection ot misera, I should judge."—Lowell Citizen. --Frank (pleadingly) "I n^v^rkiMfed a girl before in my life." May (coldly 1i —Well, I haven't advertised for appren tices, have I?"—N. Y. Herald. —Repartee.—"Your generosity takes my breath away," said the sarcastic beggar. "Well, you can spare it** re turned the pedestrian.—rN. Y. Truth. —Mrs. Cumso—"Here's an account of a man who fasted forty days." Cumso —"He was a merchant who didn't ad vertise, I suppose." Detroit Free Press.' —Squeere—''Did you enjoy yourself at. the theater last night?". Nickleby— "Well, I should say so—they've ohanged the jokes on the programme since last season."—Boston News. —A Dog Without Price.—Tomson (ex hibiting dog)—"I wouldn't take a thousand dollars for that dog." John son—"No, 2 fancy not—except from a drunken man."—Yankee Blade. —"How do you get along with' your French, Litehedd?" "Very well I've got so far that I can think in French now." "Gracious! You must find it superior to English."—N. Y. Press. —A Liberal Fee.—"You have forgot ten something, sir," said the waiter, as the diner was leaving. "Keep it for your honesty/' replied the 'gfenerous man.—N. Y. Sun. —"I like fun as well as anybody," he said, pleasantly, "but I always take care to know just how far to got" "Yes," she answered, with a yawn, "but not how early."—Washington Star. —"Now, Mr. Higgins," said the host ess, "I want you to behave just as you do when you are at home." "Waal, ef he does," put in Mrs. Higgins, "I won't stay here a minute. I've come away for rest."—Harper's Bazar. —"It is too bad that the bristles in a handsom hair brush like this do not last as long as the back," said the vis itor to Johnny's mother. "They will," put in Johnny, ruefully. "Ma uses'the back o* that brush a good deal.'* —Jinks—"Why do you offer such a large reward for the return of that contemptible pug dog?" Winks—"To please my wife." Jinks—"But such a reward will be sure to bring him back." Winks—1"No, it won't. He's dead." —Miss Summerby (on the beach)— "See how dreamy Mr. Veycashun is! O, Mr. Veycashun, do talk} Are you listening'to the billows as tWy surge?" Mr. Veycashun (with a start)—"Serge, serge? No, madam, we're all out of serge but—0, I beg your pardon! Yes, er, delightful, donclierknow!"—Boston News. —Antique Young Lady—"You see, my dear count, I often sit under this spreading oak on warm weather even ings and compose my brightest songs to the rustling of the leaves. It is ray fa vorite spot in the whole park." Count —"Ah! I understand probably made moiselle planted the oak herself!"— Feuille D' Alvis. —Man Was Ever Thus.—Bumpus— "It's no use! I can't sleep with that dog of Van Smith's barking all night" Mrs. Bumpus—"That isn't Van Smith's dog it's our dog. my dear." Bumpus—"Are you sure it is our dog?" Mrs. Bumpus—• "Yes, I'm positive it is ourdo*." Bum pus—"Well-er-all right—good night"— Brooklyn Citizen. THE JAPANESE "NO" DANCE. An Ontlandish Performance by Automa ton-Like Actor*. The No dance of the Japanese is wholly artificial, the movements of the actors being as stiff, stilted and meas ured as the classic idiom in which the dialogue is spoken and the ancient and obselete ideographs which set forth the synopsis of the action. Confined to yashikis and monasteries, the No was for the upper classes, who alone could understand its involved and lofty dic tion and intricate symbolism. The No is a trilogy occupying four or five hours of three successive days. The first set of scenes is to propitiate the gods the second to terrify evil spirits and punish the wicked, and the third to glorify the good, beautiful and pleasant The dramatis personae are gods, god desses, demons, priests, warriors and heroes of early legend and history, and much of the action is allegorical. By a long, open gallery at the left the actors approach the elevated p^villion or platform of the stage, which is with out curtain or scenery, and almost with out properties. The costuming is superb, many of the rich, century-old brocade and cloth of gold garments having de scended several generations. The actors enter at a gait that out struts the most exaggerated stage stride ever seen, the body held rigid as a statue, and the foot, never wholly lifted sliding slowly along the polished floor. These buckram figures, moving with the solemnity of condemned men, utter their lines like automata, not a muscle nor an eyelash moving, not a flicker of expression changing the countenance. The nasal, high-pitched and falsetto tones are unspeakably distressing, and many performers have ruined and lost their voices and even burst blood ve» sels in the long-continued, unnatural strain of their recitation. The children, who .sometimes take part, equal the old est members in their gravity and me chanicalness. In some delightful scenes the demons, with hideous masks and abundant wigs of long red silk hair, spread de liberate and conventional terror among the buckram grandees and, stamping the stage wildly, leaping and whirling, relieve the long-drawn seriousness of the trilogy. It is only when all the performers are without the ancient, lacquered masks that the scene is to be imagined as alight and amusing farce, while the roars of the audience are elicited by stately, ponderous and time honored puns, and plays upon words that a foreigner can not appreciate.— Cosmopolitan. THE 'USE OF CRAPE. The French Woman Makes Much of It In .Gown's and Bonnets. It's rather odd, but it's true, that the more some materials cost the cheaper they are, and this especially applies to crape. A good crape may be wdrn for a longtime, dressed and re-dressed, and re-dressed again, and it always looks as good as new, while a cheap quality of crape has the" unpleasant fashion of growing rusty'in a very short time and looking like mitigated woe and suggest ing nothing so much as grief that will not survive a rainy day. French women thoroughly .under stand the art of mourning, as they do every other art of dress, and they realize that the English.woman who walks with a huge veil over her face and ex tending far down her back may be a monument of woe, but is really also a blot upon the face of the earth. In stead, the Parisian has arranged on her street gown a full front of crape, and by full one means covering the elitire front, a bodice with, sleeves and jacket fronts of crape, and then the tiniest of small bonnets, on which is- arranged the heavy crape veil turned back. There are several reasons why a veil worn off the face is recommended. First, crape, when it is worn over the face, seems to shut out all the sunshine and goodness of .life, whereas, when it is properly draped it is distingue look ing and, most important of all, it la W ang ana, most impor coming.—N. Y. Sua \f* i»»l0l^^, t^^^ a*jlv mm#*** FIR FRAGMENT* —A small box filled with lime and, placed Ott theTshelf of the: gantry ori w^alporh damjpttyBaa aa&tkeep the airdqe aud sweet ./. -^•Wafei'??, One cupful of butter^ two cupfuls of sugar, one.or two eggs, one-' third cupful of milk, one*'quaiiter, tear' of soda as little flour aa pos alble/ ^-Flavor with vanilla put in rounds^-rOood^^HoswekeepiUg Frosen Oranges: Para one dbzen sweet Florida oranges. With a sharp knife cut the fruit in thin tllees, begin ning at the stem end. Sprinkla 'over these one.cupful of .sugar. Put in the freezer and keep packed in aalt and iee two hours. —Detroit Free Prcisa —When cane chair seats have become limp and atretohed so that they sink: ta the eenter, but are entirely un broken, simply wash them' well with hot water and place the chair in a strong! draft This will cause tlje seat to tighten up so effectually that it will be stretched quite flat when dry. It may. then be further stiffened with a coat of varnish.—N. Y. World. —Coooanut Cream Candy: Take one and one-half pounds of granulated tngar, and the milk from a cocoanut Mix together, and heat slowly until sugar is melted then boil for five min utes. When boiled, add one cocoanut, finely grated, and boil for ten minutes Longer, stirring constantly to keep it from burning. When done, pour on but tered plates and cut into squares. This will take about two days to harden.— Ladles' dome Journal. .—One of the best remedies for fleas in or about a house is Persian insect pow der used freely in their habitations. There is a great deal of difference in the varieties of this pyrethrum powder, which, if pure and unadulterated, is a cer tain remedy against all varieties of in sects. Buy it of a trustworthy druggist in bulk. It costs about seventy-five cents or one dollar a pound retail,'but it Is so light that a quarter of a pound is a large quantity.—N. Y. Tribune. —Saratoga Biscuits: Heat a pint of new milk over the fire and when hot enough to melt butter remove add but ter the size of a walnnt three beaten eggs, three tab lespoonsful good yeast, a little salt, and flour enough to make a soft dough. Let them rise in a warm place for two or three hours. Make up into small biscuit of bun-shaped cakes, lay close together on a. well buttered tin, and bake for fifteen minutes in a quick oven.—Old Homestead. —Jenny Lind Caks: Two cupfuls of sugar, one cupful of butter,' one cupful of milk, three cupfuls of flour, whites of six eggs, three teaspoonfuls of .baking' powder sifted into flour. Bake about two-thirds of the batter in two long tins for layer akes. To the remainder Df the mixture add one-half cupful of shopped raisins, two tablespoobfuls of tnolasses. one teaspoonful of cinnamon, ane-half teaspoonful of cloves, a little outmeg and all-spice and a little more of flour. Bake in along tin same size as the others. Put the three layers to gether with a frosting or boiled icing with the fruit cake in the center. Housekeeper. —A Plaiu Rabbit Pie: Skin and wash a fine large rabbit, cut it into joints and divide the head, then place it in warm water to soak until thoroughly clean, drain it on a sieve, or wipe .with a clean cloth season it with pepper and salt, a sprig of parsley chopped fine sut three quarters of a pound of quite fat bacon into small pieces dredge the rabbit with flour and place it with the bacon in a pie dish pour in a small cup ful of water, or stock if you have it put a paste border round the edges of the dish, and cover it with puff paste about half an inch thick ornament and glaze the top, make a hole in the cen ter and bake it—Boston Herald. LONDON'S FISH MARKET. BUlingszate and Rome of Its Queer Lan guage. The word "Billingsgate" has, strange ly enough, been transferred from the place itself to the language spoken there. For Webster says: "The word is from a market of this name in Lon don, celebrated for fish and foul lan' ?uage.'* A visit to this renowned fish market in these days will perhaps give one a better idea of the place than Webster's explanation. There is considerable slang and good natured chaffing among the buyers and sellers, but one is not overwhelmed by that torrent of foul language he has been taught to expect from his associa tions with the word. The best time to visit-the market is on Friday morning. The wooden, barn-looking square, where the fish is sold is crowded soon after 6 o'clock with shiny cord-jackets and greasy caps. Everybody comes to Billingsgate in his' worst clothes, and no one knows the length of time a coat can be worn until he has been to a fish sale. Over the hum of voices are heard the shouts of the salesmen, who, with the white aprons, peering above the heads of the mob, stand on the tables, roaring out their prices. All are bawling together —salesmen and hucksters of provisions, hardware and newspapers—till the place is a perfect Babel of competition. "Ha-a-andsome cod! best in the market! Ali alive! alive! alive OI "Ye-o-o! ye-o-o!. here's your fine Yar mouth bloaters! Who's the buyefe?" "Here you are, governor, splendid whit ing! Some of the right sort!" "Turbot! turbotl All alive! Turbot!" "Glass o' nice peppermint this cojd morning! a ha'penny a glass!" "Here you are at your own price! Fine soles OP* "Oy! 'Oy! Oy! Now's your time! Fine grizzling sprats! |U Targe and no small!" "Hullo! hullo! here! beautiful.lobsters! good and cheap! fine crabs, all alive 0!" "Five brill and one turbot! have that lot for a pound! Come and look at 'em, governor! you won't see a better sample in the market!" "Here, this way for splendid skate! skate O! skate O!' "Had-had-had-bAddick! all fresh and good!" "Currant and meat puddings! ha'penny each!" "Now, you mussel buyers, come along! come along! come along! now's' your time for fine fat mussels!" "Here's food for the belly, and clothes for the back, but I sell food for the mind!" shouts the news-vender. "Here's smelt 0! Here ye are, fine Finney Haddick!" "Hot .soup! nice peas-soup! a-all hot! hot!" "Ahoy! ahoy, here! live' placet 'all alive O!" "Now or never! whelk! whelk! whelk! Who'll buy brill O! brill O!" "Eels O! eels O! Alive! alive O!" "Fine Floun ders, a shilling a lot! Who'll have this prime lot of floUnders?" "Shrimps! shrimps, fine shrimps! Wink! wink!, winlc!" "Hi! hi! here you are,.Just eight eeljs left—just eight!" "0, ho! 0, ho! thu way! this way! this way! Fish alive! alive! alive, 0!' This is a fair sample of what may be heard at Billingsgate of a fine Friday morning. But no ingenuity of printing can give any adequate conception of the peculiar intonation of the London fishmonger. That must he heard in order to be appreciated —Pen and Pen cil. —A sllver shekel has been found in Galveston of the time, of Simon Macca beus, who lived 142 years before the be ginning of the Christian era, and eon sequently is 2,033 years old. The eoin Is estimated by competent judges to he worth for' its numismatic value 95,000, while the intrinsic value of the silver it contains doea not exoeed 51 or centa -Ltwif J-a •.*«_ ". v+WSf-ib-» VSlA' ..t^p-sS, !l «'^'f •f'/V ,J i» "t &^T\F %$i*J* -*1 . ^r^i-^tf-Y-rpiiiiiiiiiii'iii".!)!'^! n^fimiWimnvii-.iMi no joifr'MEiftigjyih .:• in PredUiedf frfti ihelaitatlve nad^ nutri&hui Jnto^*fCiaiforniafl»a,kxHnbined WithWio medicinal virtues of planta knoirn tybe m$»t beueficial to the human systen). aete geatlf, o$ the Kidney*, liver fcnd bbwels^ effectually cleansing the sjrstMn^dispelling hfudnnhfit+ tmi) lypripg constipation. t». Ml Bow of the "trouserings*' exhibited In tfce wlodonrs of the "importing tailor" are JtiL Bieo«t-"Iputih/ footrfj^idownon tb» whole business." Mr. Figgs—"You toed it ehl" Only a The Illustrations will be marked by impartiality and clearness. be more attractive than ever. "A Yard of Roses" on application. ADDRESS, AGENTS riainarimmrktiaaKi Taking butter from milk was known in the earliest times. It was left for our time to make a milk of cod liver oil. Milk, the emulsion of but ter, is an easier food than butter. Scott's Emulsion of cod-liver oil is an easier food than cod-liver oil. It is rest for digestion. It stimulates, helps, restores, digestion and, at the same time, sup plies the body a kind of nourishment it can get in no other way. Bcerr* Bosnia. Ch—wH»sg—ili»«fcAi—it Mew York. Your dronirt keeps Scott's IMMMef eed*Kver si—aQdnggiMsrvcrywlMn 4sb fx. ABEMTS WANTED ON SALARY V^^T^S' "^p •»H'i«f«»M»»HI •Sitters slays the dragon of disease. roots out malarial :rheii: rem foi 'of ehea :genuititfHib tetter's. Ir you listen tonfltailflnHlb and uight you wrv%imv IIIWIKUVUIOTI BIW)VU^IRI heart, youog woman, is that ho Isn't—Bos ton Transcript Hints on Self-Education. Articles of great value to Young Men who desire to educate themselves. Hon. Andrew D. White, President Timothy Dwight, President Francis L. Patton, Professor James Bryce, M. P., Ex-President of Cornell. of Yale University. President E. H. Capon, of Tufts College. President G. Stanley Hall, of Gark University. of Princeton College. A Rare Young Man. Episodes in My Life. The Story of the Atlantic Cable. Unseen Causes of Disease Boys and Girls at the World's Fair. author of the "American CommonwtaUb.' Describing the life of Glimpses of Royalty. Housekeeping at Windsor Castle How Queen Victoria Travels How I Met the Queen by by The Story of Kensington Palace by by will be improved and increased in number. As one wash is sufficient to ruin flannels, great care should be exercised as to the use of the many imitations, which are being offered by unscrupulous grocers or peddlcn. JAMES PYLE, New York. NOW for tin HOLIDAY I00M1 Of course yon want a Fut-flclllii B«*k I We fern it. Oyer 'j iM) 8p!«n«1ll 111u*tr*tloir*j OtJT COHMlMIOK an large double tTnparmlleled Offer T«aeta«rs.8tvd«nM.Minliiter».BiiKbt Men and Women Wanted in-Oll DW QIRti ywrgTown^and Cowjjgf. So CaplUI^BqqoBeantgnl^ Illustrated Circular* and fnlrparticulars k» 04TW LVIR PrlalMU-On TmIM nm a S Inch this paper, this week, which is alike except one word. of each wjir onefrraearii The Dr ^garterTMedlcin More than One Hundred capital Stories of Adventure, Pioneering, Hunting, Touring will be printed in this volume. Among them arc: The Flash-Light. Old Thad's Stratagem. His Day for the Flag. My Queer Passenger. Molly Barry's Manitou. Shut Up In a Microbe Oven The Cruise of a Wagon-Camp Very Singular Burglars. The Tin Peddler's Baby. Blown Across Lake Superior. A Young Doctor's Queer Patients. Household Articles The Illustrated Weekly Supplements, Dea Moines, low*. DONALD KENNEDY Of Uvr, Mass., says Kennedy's Medical Discovery cures Horrid Old Sores, Deep Seated Ulcere of 40 publSifc^Xooh So otjhettbrd and you MH»k, feautilul QINTXKHAK, Wl^J»d jutff.fetD Mauwut*ca «de hpfidbur dec bathing.—Judr. few Announcements can be included in this advertisement, but they will enable the friends of THE COMPANION to judge somewhat cf the scope character of the reading that will be given in its columns during 1892 the sixty-fifth year of its .issue. Nine Illustrated Serial Stories. The Serial Stories for the coming year will be of rare interest and variety, as well as unusual in number. Lob Mallet's Dangerous Hft. 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